Текст песни Scarbo - Медовая старуха

and now she did not come to it without knocking
but all are uninvited old
scratches oblique my window

let's open the kid
today you hero of the occasion
you have all agreed
do not make me his white bones in the window dragging
and if there is no spit than hone
he should understand things because I bulk
Now such times, I suppose seen on TV
throughout the war and crime epidemic
perfidy of barbarians and murderers politicians
earthquakes and volcanoes ejaculation
Beelzebub himself then rule the roost tired
and have filed a long time to retire
Bring me a chair for Christ even sit down b
no joy in your old age you know

so I am grateful to Moira
that the old man will not become
old woman obviously like home feels away
and continues balabolit
and from the post by the way do not let Beelzebub
because he took the oath
Now let pulls the strap
yes if there was another worthy candidate
but nowhere to choose
You look at least for me
not the first millennium
diligently execute their duties
maybe I want to spain
by castanets dance
or at the Biennale or the Venetian carnival there
there my suit fit perfectly into the surroundings would
I look great in fact admit
and yet my age I did not give you
the old woman is a rage
grandson, Bring me a cup of tea
but what kind of host
Let's finish up jitters
You can think of death have not seen before

For guests precious anything pull course
such meeting yet only once in eternity occurs
I make tea it stronger
and even a few biscuits
and honey jar scrape somewhere in a closet in the bins
cut in her hip hap about how young men are killed by bang bang
sepulchral dampness in the meantime the whole house smells

but still hear my dear
I believe that there was a mistake
under the current industrial scale and volumes
dying, it is not surprising
and I've got to expect the death unless the nerve of the tooth radical
but I can handle myself, I can assure
Think very well where I die
culture is waiting for a huge loss
stake in the fly sink a diamond
denominations of eight carats
shorter obviously a typo in the office have occurred
I answer

do not make me cry
contradict become Charon at the wharf
when he will surrender to clamp for crossing
but mind you that you are my nephew, he is grand
from Battle with him you go out a loser
whatever the brazen

Now about the sins in order
your fables me too doebatsya
stake suppose you're so original
that in his verses through once mentioned
as set by the Romans in the pantheon
stone boobs
or for example know how many songs in Kalevala
I hasten razorocharovat

implemented in the field of sacred
you mortals are not supposed to rank
Bring me here honey jar
and prepare your trip to your legs
Now I just had finished tea
really fit your hour
and I abode in dreams back
and that the strange taste of your honey

you something you can not learn?
Bard is a honey
in astalnyh wanderings went
this artifact to me, mother
both smelled, you know, kept
tea for final

Oh no! to me it is contraindicated
bard character like in the casino
Sirtaki cubes on the tablecloth
for the death of these perepadiki quite inappropriately
you ought to keep my objectivity
this is the primary law
disgusted with this drink of my nature
I feel already malaise
Oh, you ungrateful bastard
base
I told you the secrets
insidiously and you offered me poison
eating tasted a little honey, and that's dying, I