Текст песни Голимые Долбоёбы - Про Панка и Фею

I woke up one night punk and looked out the window,
And outside the winter, nishtyak and not dark.
They walk outside fox uporotyh all.
Punk was a surprise, I thought: & quot; Shit, all .. & quot;
And the owl flew there, too, kittens jumping in the snow,
A punk his unshaven mug
Froze, rooted, stuck to the window.
Pankuha He took a couple of hundred, went for a beer slowly,
And met a fairy gateways, she quietly, quietly walked.
Punk stood straight like a pillar, lost the power of speech,
In the brain, it has played punk rock with an emphasis on metal.
Since then, nobody has seen, he faded into silence,
Perhaps he had gone to the place where they sing songs of spring.