Текст песни ВЫШЕЛ ПОКУРИТЬ - Самолетик бумажный

Psilocybin mushrooms, dreams plasticine
Sega tricks the eye orange juice
Aspen stake in the chest, let them say
I believe in a fairy tale, and perhaps it will be extended
Watch your dress, shoes blown off the dust particles
Posed the question bluntly destroys Finn
Steps to the clinic, the panic in the skull
You will not export, certainly, it is not a debate
The package that is carried, threw something that he took
Guki not sleep at night, guki blow station
An empty hall steeper treumfa and aplodesmentov
Did not have shades jumping over range
With roots in the cult, the iron may be blotted out wrinkles
Crosses sewing, the main role of profit
Needle on the strings, freedom chained to Butko
Everything passes, receive for pussy jokes
Scuba air bubbles burst
Filthy sheets than I just dirty
Coso look at things always losing keys
I search in your favorite stuffing, but found the grub
Dash according alcoholic with experience
Paper airplane on the New York towers
On-set basin drift filth
Vaseline on their beds, spread the payment at the cash register
Stick straziki will look more expensive
Plug fantasy, throat plus a cold knife
Work up a sweat for the sake of new CROS
Quick as a fast, slow as diarrhea
The smell of manure reminded me of someone's perfume
Elbow on the jaw crush little finger echmen
Do not feel sorry for patrons if the autistic in his sights
Do not look at the quality, look at the price tag