Текст песни МУТАН ЪХВЛАМ - ЦИФРЫ

twelve pins on the verse
sleepwalker fell on its side
overtook hit Muammar
Param Pam Pam
necropolis on the way to us snail stamped
wagon with sewage
pour volley fire candles

colored wires and counted - eleven
pull - check the level in the old dog
I counted, lost
not throwing in the ridge fest efes pilsener
together we are a force to take root in doses
that there was then too late to massage whiskey
deep down you frisky outside the gloomy and depressive
sliced ​​sausage and salad winter
We disdain it, it's time to merge

Ten hair lacquer packed
glitter and glamor gloss jeans pin
Stop tent and hidden pocket & quot; amoneda & quot;
formally QS & quot; on-Adukov ladv Tirta & quot;

nine similar words but different meanings
cherry-colored horizon in the desert swing
rotting skull alone worms
silhouette outline of light in the evening stillness
Tell me by what you and the nevrostenik
it is already hysterical lies the Lays snow
I got lost in the spring

revived dogmas binding
You zhidovny long flight and up
cosmodrome roar shackles Sandman
renew the appointment
Eight of her chills fever
seed reset Uncle Simon viciously

Seven lucky you today
their knees grated
you honey-beer flowing mustache
not obvious but probably for urea was mint
not composed labels popriyatnee
in drapes flattened Chvanov
But the book is not honored
post office issued
lamp burned
all you junkies would play merry
and file down the corners to wind ropes
sleep, Davie lybu, okay? suddenly shall stretch where necessary

six faces glasses were enough & quot; Bacardi & quot;
show me the way on the map
already taking off my pulse
what is the use?
Take a microphone for sing
here and there, do not be afraid poison

and now there are six instead of five
in the entrances of the soul to bleed
insane savage wearing a tie where the ticket office found
he said povadyr give you four

four walls of an old story
a table at the front pocket is empty
as hvlam mutant went there
do not trust? Look asshole
by wires melted glass fall
I still did not give up

number three on the submarine, he earned a year
God has filled the windowsill Euphrates flood
doctor examined and then dealt a death on the tip
Hammer knife sharpens more so to the count
Law of the night do not hide the spear away, Father,
We next come iodine hlebnёm

you have only two buttocks worthless
bird clucked
Lieutenant Galitsin was in the creek coalition
sinuous yard any minority
I do not know any

One last word -
let there be two demand
the cars should be faster relsovat
April and you're a night owl or a sparrow
draw a companion and talk to him
burn herself on Sundays be afraid to go crazy
let it be another day
let no more winters