Текст песни 30.02 - На кухне

In captivity tall palisade
 Roads and gas stations & quot; Lukoil & quot ;;
 By Jameson c lime and cola -
 People are looking for answers and learn to wait.
 And everything that I need - in your eyes!
 Thank God, pour into them the sea.
 It does not matter, shall we once poetic,
 I vote & quot; Over! & Quot; Spit.

 Time and 22 no.
 Housing made of concrete, glass and plastics.
 In the window of one of them, I can see us -
 Drinking morning coffee in the kitchen.

 22 and no.
 Housing made of concrete, glass and plastics.
 In the window of one of them, I can see us -
 Drinking morning coffee. Hey!

 One paper Bernard Shaw.
 Another cheap TV show.
 But we all, covered hood -
 Like a real hiding inside.

 I'm 100 years looking for you -
 In the cold light of headlights, random encounters.
 It does not matter, shall we once endless.
 I vote & quot; Over! & Quot ;, and you?

 Time and 22 no.
 Housing made of concrete, glass and plastics.
 In the window of one of them, I can see us -
 Drinking morning coffee in the kitchen.

 22 and no.
 Housing made of concrete, glass and plastics.
 In the window of one of them, I can see us -
 Drinking morning coffee.

 Time and 22 no.
 Housing made of concrete, glass and plastics.
 In the window of one of them, I can see us -
 Drinking morning coffee in the kitchen.

 22 and no.
 Housing made of concrete, glass and plastics.
 In the window of one of them, I can see us -
 Drinking morning coffee. Hey!