Текст песни АПМ - Перманентный рок-н-ролл

Revolution in the kitchen,
 Drunk quorum at the stove,
 The caravanserai paradise
 Howl torn cats.
 Unrestrained Blue Buddha
 Screws up his eyes on fire -
 He Away boring
 And fornicating White Horse.

 Barda local flood
 Strangled jazz and blues cut,
 And the angel in a mug of beer
 Mochit long the gray mustache,
 And Indian Castaneda -
 Addict and troublemaker -
 I winked at the window neighbor:
 & quot; Curly fucking live! & quot;

 ... Crying house in the toilet,
 Devils took the attic,
 In my head, as, in general, in the world -
 Lawlessness and mess,
 Who - the fourth drink tea,
 Who - coughs into the pipe,
 And who - we accidentally
 Stepping on the lip ...

 Excuse me, my friend,
 Let go of the sins, sister,
 Because I seem
 It will remain until the morning.
 Roll the dice - a dead room,
 Drink - is not yet buried,
 Rock and roll is not dead,
 This means - will live!