Текст песни Shit Vicious - Ребёнок Городских Окраин

Again, outside black boils,
The keys nervously tapping his fingers,
In the mouth a cigarette trembles lighthouse,
And angry tears shining in her eyes.
No strength to look at it -
shaggy stronghold of discontent and sloth,
He slammed the door. Wind in the face ...
The park stagger drunk shadows ...

Among the crowd of silly pathetic bitches
This shit no end or edge,
In his fists clench the fingers
I - a child of the city suburbs!
I want to do what I want!
Cruz, curse, plump, scream!
His feet in the mud heap of stupid rules,
I - a child of the city suburbs!

Time flies in the walls of the stuffy apartments
Through the dense fog of cigarette smoke.
Increasingly, the world around us
Ends at the door of the store ...
And tomorrow squalls oblique views
Manifest again these heinous faces,
Headphones in their ears away from them!
And he probably wants the same ...

Among the crowd of silly pathetic bitches
This shit no end or edge,
In his fists clench the fingers
I - a child of the city suburbs!
I want to do what I want!
Cruz, curse, plump, scream!
His feet in the mud heap of stupid rules,
I - a child of the city suburbs !!!