Текст песни Гнилой Угол - 9. Курю траву

Day lousy
I rebelled against me .
Cologne does not help ,
I'm tired of it .
I feel very bad.
I take the ax .
If not vodyary ,
You were unlucky.

 I smoke weed
 I did not find myself,
 The best poison .

Mist trades in the eyes ,
And I do not care .
Where to get booze .
This , I thought for a long time .
I'm an alcoholic not the first .
And it should be you know.
So razdobud my joy .
I will feast .

 1993 .

 Petrovich