The through in the head will not leave even a thought
And it's not funny, even if you are Leslie Nielsen
And Kolya combined being his own and rat
But it still didn’t fit in with life.
Eh, Lida, why don't you fucking save the clitoris?
Looks like you will not become a bride, damn, enviable
It can be seen that you have either wings
Or in a circle of guys in their favor to make a choice
I looked at the fish - they are in free swimming
By their look, you will say that they fucking passed everything
They swim calmly, but do not catch up
That their freedom fits in an aquarium
We cook something here, but we will not cook it.
Now we do not have enough salt, then we will oversalt again
And as my father said somewhere at a feast
"I am proud that I made my son conscientious"
And there is no fucking sad story in the world,
Than about a man with a muzzle in the mouth
Are you asking for forgiveness? God will forgive you
And we are in this life purely so in transit
The range is not great: marble and granite
Want granite if God doesn't save
And may the Almighty at any stage of life
Not the end, but to be continued will write
A to Z like yin to yang
In the morning to the temple, in the evenings into the drunkenness
A couple of grams, a couple of injuries under the rib
Beard and on the hands of a couple of ladies
And we are gray-haired beyond our years
(Defendant, stand up!) After you madam
And we are no longer ladies and gentlemen for a long time
And it's better "no" instead of "yes"
And on operational filming there are bloopers
Dad gave it to his paw or smeared it
And in court a week before the verdict
Best box office gross
We select smoking areas
And our diploma is one of a hundred real
We hear more and more about the fight against corruption
So fear the gifts of those who bring
Our nesting dolls made in China
And there is no Genie in our jugs
We take a steam bath in life, not in a bath
And Sobyanin stands in his traffic jams
We have seven wonders of the world and seven circles of hell
Lived in the center - will be found outside the Moscow Ring Road
And don't get to the Garden of Eden
It's a shame, but I precipitated
[Cat to Baloo]
God, angels, people and beasts
There are still creatures, but I don't believe them
And every first in its own way first
Every second is tied to the game. Every third
Dreams to swim to the other side, but swims without faith
One in ten will drown, saving a drowning man
In a sea of time, ideas and money
In the sea of thoughts, in the Caspian sea, illusions
In a sea of lies, truth and so on
Someone dives to the bottom, trusting himself
Someone wants to go to the ocean
Someone likes his native swamp
Somewhere on the side, someone bought the reefs
And our brothers Scythians
They will even find a stroller at the edge of the forest in Alaska
How are you, Caspian?
Haven't seen each other for twenty five years
We trusted brothers, misguided by geography
Traffic on schedule, brothers tactics
..., strategic friends
To the reggae lounge
Tatar-Mongol raids, rivers flow
Children are growing, we are happy, but invisible
The years are the same, everything is the same,
Everything is quiet, a little bit of everything
And thank God brother on the side
But there are a lot of good people
Don't forget, there are many good people
There are more of them, yes ... billions
Chorus
[Weight]
I don’t know about everyone, but the Almighty hears
We have requests with the boys, hear us
We just wanted to see how "there", okay?
Honestly, we go there and back
Honestly, we go there and back
Honestly, we go there and back
There and back
Honestly
[Gross, Cat Baloo]
I don't know about everyone, but the Almighty hears
We have requests with the boys, hear us
We just wanted to see how "there", okay?
Honestly, we go there and back
Honestly, we go there and back
Honestly, we go there and back
There and back, honestly
Honestly