Текст песни Winnie Fuzz - Цирк

I'm bored I'm bored
The yard smells like a stable
The temple smells like a barracks
And a king with bad karma
I'm sick, I'm sick
And the jokes are all vulgar
And everything is clear in advance
And throats are all across

Dolls and clowns
Broken heads

I'm bored citizens
I feel sick much
Hope well where are you
Here every day deja vu
I'm bored here you are
Where do I put myself
Mash of thoughts
And circus, but not fun

I would love
Slaves got up with pitchforks
See firsthand
Peasants, workers
Love me love me
The palaces are all chopped down
Freedom equality Brotherhood
I'm ready to fight for them