Текст песни Жабенок дмитрий - В тот день стоял у входа в бар

On that day, standing at the entrance to the bar
Hello, holding the first arms
I was already a little drunk
Tightens its not fancy, pants falling down

Passers-by, visitors and the local tramp
Throw in dances they burned lips wine
They stretched me a jar
They, and I, if we were in one

As soon as it has been here for the weight
And do not care that a beard is not shaved
And I'm not waiting for calls and sms
Not worried about the dusty flats, mud, debts, plates are not washed

An event worthy of art !!!
Worthy of despair, limiting chestnoty
And the courage and the crunch of broken glass
We poured our souls, thoughts, bellies

Tormented thoughts without being distracted on the way
I walked home, staring at the grass
I knew I did not wake up in bed
Most likely, I'll be on the floor

Hangover in the morning I wake my parquet
I, out of habit, I put the tea on a disc with your favorite movie
Turn on the computer, shake the mouse online
I am again at home ... the place dirty, dusty, but stable ....