Текст песни Ёлка и Гудков - Сосед

I can't be angry with a neighbor,
He is in the flowers of the cigarette butt and have fun,
Garbage puts on the site, for him it is in order,
The meeting does not appear and do not pay for the light.

See how hooligans, his teeth knock out,
Or the shocker is the most powerful, he is leaning to the neck,
Look at how bailiff, he places the order
Under the neighbors, applause, from the apartment evins.

I want to achieve his life in the capital,
In hell could turn the rope and the police,
Over his car at night, I scattered wheat,
And let him wake up that the birds will have time for the morning.

See how he regrets that neither greet never
These thoughts are heating me about violence over the PIDD ... = DDD