Текст песни Дядя Jackie - Большие надежды

We have little time, alas, not only to peep feet
Either I got involved strictly as replicas
In the texts that takes the nearest drain
Well, that's collected belongings to the East

Stack metropolitan knocking sound pathetic
The American dream is rotten here in a communal
After the rain chills, then the evening of satire
If the article has been used, the previously planted liver

I've been running from the death of the West
In moments of sadness after the East
Believe your fucking tomorrow may simply not come, you wait until

And an ashtray in the kitchen resembles a bullfight
There are so many calves, port unfinished
Everyone is very simple, but it is not visible limit
And yesterday I vomit with joy, no offense

Good morning, and yet those who indulged in part
I've been on sale in boutiques happiness
And disassemble for parts heretic
I'm full of energy, but when my glass is full

And I would sleep for a year
Instead manor Grotto
I would suggest the hand of death, then certainly
before the wedding will heal

The same drop and wet snow under the window
I imagine that the sky is not present, the fiber
The residue was tightened and the other is not given
Come out to then.