Текст песни АукцЫон - Деньги это бумага

Just because there is nothing ,
It is known to all ,
I'm sitting on his horse ,
And in his saddle.

Maybe I'm the poor fellow,
Maybe I'm the poor fellow,
Maybe I'm the poor fellow,
But the money - it's paper !

I am I go to the store,
I do not own.
I would like to buy everything ,
But it 's not for me .
Maybe I'm a cheapskate
But the money - it's paper !

Will be in the future, all without money,
It's - well !
And today I am a slacker ,
To work off.

As well go to the pub ,
Just like that,
And I would stop there,
Would even a penny .
Maybe I'm not a hard worker ,
But the money - it's paper !