Текст песни макулатура - тихо ебёмся плаваем мирно смотрим на волны

yes yes your company attracts me simple
especially career opportunities
personal growth charge. fee just for my age
I'm either a cashier in a red cube whether the storekeeper in Austin

upravlyuschy Alexander normal kid a year older
he spots around the mouth have the same terrible wife
have a child go piss need time off Sasha
standing over the toilet is not squeezed out a drop of what's next

go back to peter write great novels
and squirm in disgust as farted at the table
When somebody says, instead of the front entrance
become an intellectual's where I made a mistake hitting here

or better yet, a house by the sea sunrises sunsets
beautiful girl with me, and we do not need more
to accept each other for ever forgive and understand
ebёmsya swim peacefully quietly looking at the waves

Goodbye Sasha go to hell go to the locker room
Two seconds, I'll be happy to rest in a fucking asshole
fined for being rude yelling my pussy idiot
But even so I liked to work in robot mode

any money borrowed to change something once
buying life in the transition & quot; work and wages & quot;
I remember how crying is sharpening knives bureaucrats
mentally unable to complete a questionnaire on passport

young I do not know I do not see any oceans or seas
I come home dead tired dinner of vegetables
I dream of a strange and beautiful final in this tale
I'm drowning in bed clutching a volume of Kafka

how to find a job and start living people tell me
that shit in a bucket of twelve hours for workday
this is called blinopek he is standing in a stall
Mansion he can not even go out to the bathroom and he says

you please your pancake with meat tempted
pleasant appetite nice that you came back to us
come again especially scary when peeps
the window any beautiful girl what to do

and even sharper smells rotten and like a bucket
wash or to scratch his face loneliness
one in the universe with pancakes money faeces
swim at the sewage river which flows nowhere

In this world there is no seas or oceans have cameras
prison and work for slaves, or choose the guard
Hello Russian participants of the innovation process
request at the end of the day the bucket for a take out

but as part of the modernization of production is quite possible
done in the floor under each work a unique hole
to shit directly from the machine on the boards of the fund
and settle in for the night with head and sleep off

Name this project & quot; and the young Russian nanotech & quot;
I'll sit at home unemployed are not caught in the act
when they come to shit-people will fiercely defend
I will read the psalms or the constitution of the Russian Federation

young I do not know I do not see any oceans or seas
I come home dead tired dinner of vegetables
I dream of a strange and beautiful final in this tale
I'm drowning in bed clutching a volume of Kafka