Текст песни Женя Барс - фа-фа-фа

Your 140 rolls on a rugged highway
Nitsche you can not see - you rub on the left lane
And now the color red on fire in the distance,
But you do not care, sleep vpendyuchenny in the saddle

As at the birthday party you have another walk,
Beer, vodka and gin you pretty things are mixed;
Danced on a chair, fell to the floor like a sack,
Drunk simply & quot; in the insole & quot; you jumped behind the wheel

CHORUS

F - F - F! On the road!
Lam!
F - F - F!
An intelligent, driven mad!

F - F - F! On the road!
Lam!
F - F - F!
Mad man of understanding!

Counter drove pressured in terror horn.
& Quot; itself a! & Quot; - The answer, you push the gas you're ahead
Straight through flow of cars and through the fog and wind,
Gelding your rushes on the asphalt to nowhere

As luck would have it, from the landfill ZIL-130 traveled,
Across the road truck nechayno rose.
Thought the poor guy that will go round - no tram
It can be seen very wrong - ay-ay-ay!

CHORUS

F - F - F! On the road!
Lam!
F - F - F!
An intelligent, driven mad!

F - F - F! On the road!
Lam!
F - F - F!
Mad man of understanding!

Who said that the brakes invented a coward? Who?
No, he is not right and I We divide part, yes!
To prove his theory you:
Brakes must still be in my head!

There! Driver intact and repaired gelding
Ha! And the wounds healed in your head
There! And you swear every night, day after day,
Ha! Thou shalt not drink more than you behind the wheel!

Chorus 2x

F - F - F! On the road!
Lam!
F - F - F!
An intelligent, driven mad!

F - F - F! On the road!
Lam!
F - F - F!
Mad man of understanding!