Текст песни Самсон Богородский, Марк Яровный - Доктор

In a remote province, in a poor village
A boy was born into an ordinary family
It was so tough there that his first word
He heard "auye" from his mother
At first he went to kindergarten, where he almost never fought
And he never bullied children
He was already interested in medicine then
Our Anton wanted to save lives
While his peers were out at night
They were picking on girls in the haylofts
They were shooting up drugs, drinking heavily
He absorbed knowledge like a sponge
He graduated from high school as an external student, of course
Then he was an intern at the first medical school
He lived very modestly in a Moscow dorm
For the first time, he had sex with his neighbor, Alena
Later, their marriage was tempered like steel
Five years pass, a child looms
He graduated with honors from the institute
He loves his wife, but doesn't fuck prostitutes
He's the best surgeon, all the newspapers shout
In Moscow, he earned enough money to buy an apartment over the summer
Years pass Experience increases proportionally
The complexity of the work increases proportionally
500 operations, not a single mistake
Every mayor has his business card
There are no complaints, only respect
The CEO himself contacted him
And one morning his wife screamed
Antosha, whose hair did I find?
She started spinning like a top, all the dishes were flying
And he doesn't even remember
Even the most simple whore
Arkady Ukupnik is playing in the background
The family is in chocolate, and for you
Bought a TV and a radio
That's the hair from my patient
His answer was quick and to the point
He slams the door and drives to the hospital
After all, the operation is supposed to happen there
And I'm in no mood, nervous and shaking
What an ungrateful bitch
And, picking up a scalpel, with the roughest movement
He cuts the wrong artery
Blood spurts, the assistants are in shock
They tried to save him through Electroshocks
Nothing works and the patient is dead
Anton isn't prepared for such a scenario
And this patient was no ordinary one
Had to deal with a federal judge
The family sued, and all the problems stemmed from there
The newspapers were in trouble. That he's a Judas
In every fucking media outlet, in the most tabloid magazine
How they slandered him in articles
And so he's put under house arrest
He's had a good time with his wife and now he has more space
As a result, he's a 12-year-old, signed a contract
Stage, SVO, assault brigade
He was a god-given medic, now he's a soldier
He gave up his apartment in exchange for shells
In a year of serving his duty
He killed so many, whoever was guilty there
He screamed at the top of his lungs, "Our land is being cleansed"
He himself never stumbled there
He removed more bodies than he ever saved in his life
He stands sadly by the iconostasis
It's time to go home, goodbye Donbass
And he's heading home again
He unexpectedly returned to his native village
And he immediately contacted the local administration
I'm a veteran of my own
I made my way home through life
He quickly became the regional governor
And again, everyone is writing for him Journalists
Now he's a hero on every page
And by the way, his wife committed suicide
And all because of that patient's hair
And by the way, Povetkin is a fucking awesome boxer
The doctor killed more than he healed in his lifetime
For a number of reasons
Don't scold men, always understand the situation
So you can shit yourself later
Don't judge people based on just one mistake
Otherwise, they're too smart