Текст песни Никто МС - Немолодой

the lost world knots untied everything rests on finances or the composition of the treasury.
handsome tie clean shaven face eyes are filled with fierce lead.
empty souls only numbers in the head, mathematical collapse and profit in the mind.
today we will bullish and tomorrow we will lower - stocks stocks stocks stocks!
there is no side-altar, and there is no “chapel” either. There will never be a red light here.
and in the reflection of the glass there are only dough formulas, everything else is idle talk.
the immense pathos of easy money does not give rest, here the obsessed environment is always evil here.
I will be forever angry - not young!
this world is empty for a long time already, someone knows someone doesn't care
someone on the leash is led, in the queues of liars praised priests.
here a herd of stupid shepherds are driven into the blind, simply at the behest of a whip without words.
no matter who you are or on whose side you are, when your soul burns in darkness.
when a transformative postulate is instilled from birth, the substitution of values ​​is not my fault
no one is to blame not a godfather not a matchmaker not a brother, but the one who did not fit into the fucking format.
we are separated by the abyss of eternity and nothingness, we are carried away in our game
the immense pathos of easy money does not give rest, here the obsessed environment is always evil here.
I will be forever angry - not young!