Текст песни Депутат Балтики - Рыба

On the table tanned men play dominoes
Humming fans: "Oo-oo-oo"
And in the morning on the street smelled gas
And I never
Do not recall the
Who died yesterday
And buried in the cemetery of laughter
My hands smell like shoe polish
My feet can dance
But my brain is not able to think
All the fun that I
Kinetic crazy
I - kinetic crazy!
Last match faces and loose
Leaning over her, talking about love of liberty,
The people of
There is a rumor that someone laughs at death
Solid Twisting
Higher and higher entrained violin
Their backs smell of mothballs
A hand out of clay
And the porcelain core quake
All potential morons
They - potential morons!
Carrion, carrion bears
Corpses lying around everywhere
No reason, no reason at all
Everywhere heard wild laughter
Lonely, I feel so lonely
The Prophet, do not need a prophet
Call Margo, I want to hear
Voice from the East
Loneliness in the homeland
Stripped of all fathers
Smoke
Scary, but not quite
Scary, but not so much
To stay alive

A fish!...