Текст песни Сатана Печёт Блины - Мимо нот

Tension on the circuit legs
I matter boots
And I go kicking up dust
The favorite bar

drink stack
I drink five
And on stage act
Crawled under the roar of detuned guitars

Past music , past music
Sounds produces mouth
In this life, everything is so often out of tune
People will say what the hell
What stage of the ugly
No it's my fault my soul sings

starts concert
But the audience is no more
Only the cleaning lady shows facts

All the same , we will burn
Exciting bile in the throat
And the Beatles were so on top

chorus