Текст песни Дядя Jackie - Сто лет одиночества

Looked - after departing train
Circle of communication was the only square anger
We bisect bisector
This backgammon game because every night somewhere we throw dice
With a slight annoyance spitting blood
Stray spark in the flame of hope
And apparently the ice hides all radar
distanced himself an outcast

These lonely evenings in my smoke-filled kitchen
Where a cigarette as the Olympic Games torch goes out sometimes
If Night and day then ask directly in the annals of each
Sex and whiskey in this entire generation of our here

The world faded or become de-energized at the moment
Spun vortex in this damn world lepestochek
He dragged the wound but also bleeds
Column dreams I put a dash

We divide the society with silence
Overturn the whole world if there necrophiliac touches a nerve
Hello, alcoholism, things perfectly, I am calm
Now you're here at least two of us

Ketamine stop morning Winston
cubby Poems I'm somewhere close
Over the years, I knew that it was only a fraction of the problem
And by the way on the geometry of the cubes were just veins

And you just imagine in the pre-dawn time
All that from the moment of eternity pissing up century
I lit a cigarette and did not understand the essence of this debate
It carries nowhere the evil wind of change

Let's pour Blackjack label vzboltnuv popey
I write poetry and drink my blackstrap
Another two and the bill under the door that I felt check
And it got was too idle prim plebeian

Despite all the time schedule and plans for important
Each subsequent day lean as my wallet
Non conformal where after formalize say
I was a year ago on the same platform with cough