Текст песни Дно Физика - На Дне Физика

I was a courier,
I went to career day,
But they fucked up the polymers
People no longer have faith

But not that my friends,
That they work in research institutes,
And they drive teas there,
And they kick there dicks.

I'm at Physics Day ... at the very bottom.
Dream and truth drown in wine.
Fireworks flies with colored sparks
But I have more bombs.

In a tight office outfit
I work for my uncle.
They don't even give me whores
Even if for God's sake.

But not that my friend Ivan,
He teaches matan.
Smokes the plan regularly,
Travels to Ixtlan.

I got into a mortgage.
Not worth it, I run to the pharmacy.
Became a lost man
I don't go to the library.

But not that my friend Yegor,
He went over the hill.
It stands like my house and yard,
Every new device.

But not that my friends,
That they work in research institutes,
And they drive teas there,
And they kick there dicks.

Ah, student years, my glorious years!