Текст песни Йорш - Ваниль и Вата

In a local recreation center today a full house
But not that sold out, but slag from the box
Buckwheat grandmas, sawn budget
Dumb country, no new geniuses

And in a dirty basement, a potential Cobain
From hopelessness sniffs glue
On the radio again hackneyed topic
Vitya, Kostyan, Yurets and Valera

Everything has become so stable in practice.
What seems soon to be petrified
After all, even the road near the house at the entrance
Repair once a year at the marked place

The whole system has been crushed into pieces.
I wrote a theme on the fragments of this song
Vanilla and cotton wool got into my head
Stable, everything is stable x2

We no longer need the change of the Nazis
We will soon turn into pure matter
... development, grandfathers never dreamed of
Cultural stagnation, crisis, stability

On TV, every moan
Some well done, the rest of the gandons
Everywhere everything is crap, but not with us
We have a peninsula, rockets and gas

And so everything is fine, I like everything
Life every year is cooler in the country
Bread rises in price, for that vodka on the stock
So we fucked your sanctions

The whole system has been crushed into pieces.
I wrote a theme on the fragments of this song
Vanilla and cotton wool got into my head
Stable, everything is stable x2

Stable, everything is stable x4

The whole system has been crushed into pieces.
I wrote a theme on the fragments of this song
Vanilla and cotton wool got into my head
Stable, everything is stable x2