Текст песни the Chemodan - Москва-Питер

Maxim Osminkin
Irina,
the Chemodan - Moscow to St. Petersburg

At night the area, somewhere in the yard again
Stole an ATM, then will bankovat
02 Trembling on the phone dials know
We are on the front porch, not stuck sykovat.
At the corner of the guys are working with a rod
Somewhere on Nevsky our asses getting into the chair
I look forward our way homely
Again lucky cabbie racist.
Do not go cold winter sled utrechkom
I'm on the Fontanka, but not in my hand rod
Do not like crunk and not fucking believe fortuneteller
And the people that with me honestly zeros in fishing.
Going fast is not despising cars with flashing lights
Masks on the sides, but not a stalker fans
So Collapses motorcade fucking
You're not the steeper when over St. Petersburg clouds.

Moscow, beginning with an area of ​​three stations
To the crowd rocked Meet provincials
And all became familiar in the field of view balcony
Through the aperture window hear the sound of cars.
Where the wall a huge table simmer straps
I did not submissive and film pru with his popcorn
Wind from the suburbs will see incinerate top.
I send within the ring
Salute and those who with us until the end of
Who shakes his head at the sound,
What the doctor ordered, your diagnosis: Underground.
Not in the Swamp, not in the Kremlin where we bit on the loop
Underground, but warm. Not yet smoldering star in the sky.

Show business capital or underground-dwelling
In pita or pita bread - Moscow and St. Petersburg
Nonresident or a local resident
How do you want to come and come.

Show business capital or underground-dwelling
In pita or pita bread - Moscow and St. Petersburg
On the subway or in a taxi, actor or spectator
Do not drive, it's Moscow and St. Petersburg