Текст песни Banana Boom - Школа

• Once again, slowly, I go into this strange place
I did not understand what is good or bad , what's sometimes so closely
I never gave him a clear adjective good or bad
After all, sometimes it's so pathetic , and you will notice most of the sludge settling
• each with their own pens , should be able to park in their narrow races
Although if you know them better , nor so long ago they got out of the entrances .
Every day I write something , I listen , rather, trying to listen to ,
I hate the mumbling , after the third lesson I go down to eat .
• There I see Aunt Tanya , Aunt Valya and even some povarits ,
And they will not hear this song , but will not be the same from any tastier oatmeal or rice .
And I personally do not know of many , although every day I see their faces ,
And since my arrival at the school has risen to 8 rubles school pizza.
• I am here, too many do not know , because I'm too abruptly gives way to a topic
Sorry, but only a row for every ten years of pent-up problem.
Despite the constant buzz and whisper in this
I try to read distinctly and clearly remembering the words in it.
• Thank you for this story , I developed diction reading her dreary evenings
Postponing with abstruse text Haruki Murakami
But there is also a teacher, I would not like to say "thank you "
And many would say that this line , but there is no good without a dashing
• The simple fact is that many did not even realize
Or say, " he babbles something there ?" Or just forget and soon score
But Lyudmila Gabdulovna I would understand , and would hear every word
And I'm sure at least 5 minutes would forget about the lyrics of Pushkin and Tolstoy .
• Change of dozens of teachers, as well as changed , the rules
We have long forgotten about the form , which is so tired of all .
And even come some pride when asked mladsheklassniki :
"Roma , and in what class are no longer wear a uniform ? " - I answer that in any , I wear it sometimes on holidays
• And while I 'm lying of course , but it is a shame and sad
When the school only heard friction cloth on the floor , in short, when the school is empty.
After only half a day ago you shkol'nichki knocked down
And you did not have time to look around, grew up and became the head rest on the ceiling,
• Although recently did not get to the door handle and passed on foot under the desk
Now do not forget to congratulate all teachers 8th of March!
And honestly I do not believe . What this is all over , and I'm afraid
I'm so scared , I'm so scared ....
It has long been flown more than half ,
All mazes passed, undermined all mines
And no problem, I still pull out a piece of
Well, you've already being kicked out the door
I finally wipe cleaner on the cloth legs
And still go home at the dirt road ,
but you already left the house , realize it
 as if to breathe dark , not enough light ...
. I'm so afraid that OBG will not need news
And do not ever have to take some obscure guests
And there is no threat of collecting parent meetings
And through calls and blog about your antics Announced .
• And as corny as that sounds, but here it happened the first time,
Remember your first kiss and remember your vpervuju black eye
Or do you remember how many of twitching pigtails
Until every minute nakrashevaniya biting their lips and the same - bad habit
• Joyful hearty laugh at themselves and less tears
Hiking to the director , and explanatory memoranda for your friends curiosities
Someone left, someone forgot to someone accustomed
Those who were in nachalke Brawler now inexplicably subsided
• Those who were contrary Tikhonov - now your batty friends
There are enemies, but if the school is our second home , we are the second family to each other
You made yourself as a person here , and if not, hurry up
everything depends on you , do not try , do not pray ...