Текст песни Чиж и ко - Любитель Жидкости

He is holding a syringe, but he is not a doctor,
And he sees himself crucified on the door,
He condemned as a military trumpeter,
He's just a fan of the fluid number three.

He does not care that his infirm step,
And that ridiculous his words,
In his wallet as usual beggar,
He's just a fan of the fluid at number two

It has a blue lane stall
He was attached to the tail of the colorless spin
But there is this terrible vice,
He's just the number one fan of the fluid

He did not know that you can survive in the morning,
Someone lit a black fire in his throat,
And he hears the murmurs in the kitchen faucet is not wrapped,
He is now a fan of liquid under the number zero.