Текст песни МосЭстрада - Радость

I have joy today -
I found sick muck
all in snot and something sticky,
a kind of slobber ingot
slipping slippery suddenly,
fell out of someone's pants.
modestly splashing from the blow,
sounded like a guitar
with a thinly broken string
quietly secreting pus ...

these are all my guesses
maybe in someone else's notebook
I will find an answer to the nature of this phenomenon like
breeding on farms,
in aluminum tanks
only in ultraviolet light,
but all over the planet
any impossible rubbish
under the control of a necronie
with millions of breasts
unborn fathers
a bunch of tubes and hoses
counters and scuba gear
generals of different ranks
guarding the suction
milk from dead goats
in every little country for a tribute to Satan.

to interfere with business
I will buy myself a bed
I will invite you
and torture people on it
to tell me a secret
code for future troubles
but I'm sure of success
way old it is checked
I don't even doubt
I'm not trying for myself
I can, if necessary
with the help of someone else's ass
and various drugs
achieve results.

and when the triumph comes
victory march in the sky will burst
evil is drowned in blood!
full of love
I smile tiredly
I'll go to sleep quietly
right into the same bed -
to me now she is like a mother
all hot from screaming
smelling wild
like I climbed into a pipe
il in the womb il in the coffin
so cozy lisp
sluts with might and main
ugly smile so
and curl up.
and have a good dream
like an elephant fucked up
and not an elephant, but a pencil
rolled behind the garage
I blow my nose down left
straight into a bunch of bisectors
instead of a number - a sandwich,
then the opposite is true:
overseas in the manner
half-naked gentleman
jumped to the sides with a frog
pretending to be an old lady
then a piece of sea serpent
then the museum curator
sometimes a salad or a soldier,
ruling degenerate
and at the beginning laughing -
into the farting executioner.
he pressed the button-eye
and in nature the light went out
and then I pressed two -
right in someone's head.
the explosion rang out from right to left
flying half-body turning clumsily
in unnecessary rubbish
and a brown ax
he is already in my hands
I shred people's groin
and look at the reflection
their childbirth
but who cares
if the brain breaks the body.