Текст песни Traykis - Обыкновенные торчки

Rules of the game all the harder,
Bids above all
The big cats are playing with us
The cat and mouse

Collect two hundred chips
Get a toy-bear
And no matter how much you
Behind the towers

So much sdolbleno cones -
For a long time do not count
-Bro, Pour it finds?
No question, certainly there

There are no boundaries for perfection
Regression - too
Give ayfonchik call (none)
Catch in the face!

Sold for Mobil mower
Discount godless
But in laying a gram
You can live

Chorus:
Parents dream that we will become fathers and mothers
They drove to the clubs, which teach us to do-re-mi
And we have long all things measure grams
There's no turning back, even if we were Dalayyami Lamas

The priest had a dog,
He loved her
Then I went on a vein
And Storchai like a moron

Another preferred alcohol
Peel vodyaru
Drunk behind the wheel -
The accident, the article, Nara

On Leningradke fucking Shmarov
It is not in vogue
Everyone in the substances themselves for a long time
Kaif finds

Chemistry in our school cool
taught
The acid eventually themselves
Making steel

Caught and closed
21st century - now it's simple
In tyuryachke me pёr godfather under meter ninety

Seven years later, I do not Khimich -
I live from dose to dose.
I do not know, really, how do you - I, personally,
I rot in the manure.

Chorus:
Parents dream that we will become fathers and mothers
They drove to the clubs, which teach us to do-re-mi
And we have long all things measure grams
There's no turning back, even if we were Dalayyami Lamas