Behind glass fuss.
At least now everything is thrown, flip at least where.
Like a shower.
In Moscow, look for silence, -
How to look for people in cops.
City in speed, in a crush;
In traffic jams, come to the pedal,
Sound Siren, Light flasher.
On the right row gray sedan,
On the roads of piles of metal.
Inside the biomass with foam at the mouth,
The fight and Rugan will end - scandals,
Ssory for Spolel, Little.
Such a way, let it not like Life.
Ladies fuck * T brain, guys shake,
Here once or two, will take everything to the hands,
Rruge out of pockets like cats from the table.
Children evil dogs, full contact games.
Teens do not see further computers.
Try to select the iPad from the child.
Do not tear them off from these arcades.
Made on costumes, the one who was on the maps.
Instead of plug plans, instead of a plan, Sartal.
Yes, let it, even not a mess.
Two, zero, one, six - city Moscow.
Angelina Paradise: (x2)
These gray weekdays.
And we are all in one ship.
Who will show the way to me.
The souls freeze, but my friend's city.