Текст песни Король и Шут, Бригадный подряд, Пилот, Кукрыниксы - Питер рок-н-ролл

Sidelong glances , empty faces
Yesterday did not drink , but still pulls a hangover!
took aim .... Admiralteyskim syringe
My rainy cultural capital!

You see these shadows baby
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!

Big heart under the thin skin
At night walk will not hurt a knife !
After all, on the Fontanka catches squirrel finch Fawn ,
Fyodor Mikhailovich read the book !

You hear the sounds baby
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!
You hear the sounds baby
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!

Winter as death like autumn - summer!
Curves lines pale Kupchinskaya poets !
You touch his dirty flesh ,
With the smell of feline mangy gateways !

Breathe in as deeply Babe ,
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!
Breathe in as deeply Babe ,
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!

Shining copper ring metals,
Our hit parade of the Alexander Nevsky Monastery !
You do not give rest to the white nights ,
Atlannty in winter .... cried !

Do you hear those screams baby,
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!
Do you hear those screams baby,
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!
Do you hear those screams baby,
This is Peter the rock -n- roll!
Do you hear those screams baby!