Текст песни ClockWork Times - Микрорайон

Several houses on the city outskirts
With its cemetery, churches, supermarkets
Kids, dogs, Gopnik with a beer on the benches
And bulbiki with foil, on the grounds zanykal
Thinning in the evening: crunching noses, flying ebala
At school discos alcohol is not enough
Are their cops, their whores and Paskuda
His Uncle Misha, his aunt Luda

Chorus:
In my neighborhood
Families create, all the court are buried
In my neighborhood
Someone Storchai and someone sitting in jail

Even the ball boys after school Rides
Girls entertained chupachupsami and cola
Time flies, we get older:
Reckless actions, biographies beautiful
For boys sit for the run-out of the hut
Three gepatitchikov not get out of the chamber
In addition cirrhosis, this came from the balcony
Dick knows how many of his classmates living with district

How many of you still alive?
God bless my 'brother