Текст песни Ямыч Восточный Округ, The Chemodan - После тура

The guys are driving into the house
This is Vostochny
After the tour
We're drinking tea
Yeah, yeah
The guys are driving into the house
Yeah

I was flying from St. Petersburg after the tour
There's some fucking amazing architecture there
I was rushing home and wasn't thinking about anything (yeah)
I spat in the trash can, I'm actually quite cultured

Koltsovo Airport, kilometers behind me
The flight attendant asks: "Show me your documents"
And there are people in uniform, they have arguments
Get out straight away (yeah), put on bracelets (fuck)

A search of the studio, plus witnesses (yeah)
They found some "Maria" there (Maria, mmm)
They turned everything upside down
What the hell have you done?

The cops covered for my brother.
Katya calls – I need money for a lawyer.
Dad calls and says, "It's not all that great." (Yeah)
Fingerprints, temporary detention center.

I don't give a shit, if it weren't for the slop (What?)
Although, yeah, whatever, okay.
The only question now is – how do I get back?
While no one knows, I need to get out carefully. (Yeah)

The investigator has some work to do about how they smashed cars (cars?)
I don't even understand what all this means (what?)
Tell me, who was with you? And what happened next? (I don't give a shit)
I'm a musician by trade – I don't give a shit about music (yeah)

The guys are driving into the house (into the house)
Along 158th, along 159th
Some are positive, some are pretty battered (yeah)
Family friends and family are sending packages (family and family are nearby)

Two days later, they let me go
Let me go, but they didn't forgive me
The newspapers quickly covered it up
Everyone's saying – Yamich's been locked up

I said, "Don't call the media"
But someone just took me and dumped me
I gave him my "word as a kid" – keep it
That's how we were raised, that's how we grew up
I said, "Don't call the media"
But someone just took me and dumped me
I gave him my "word as a kid" – keep it
That's how we were raised, that's how we grew up

To the dressing room Masked agents showed up.
And judging by the clothes, they weren't from our subculture.
Called Ruslan after the tour for a pack of cigarettes.
"Igor, hello, call the prosecutor's office."

They said it was for some kind of drifting on a dark street.
Was there three of us, or just me, I don't remember.
(You'll remember soon.) And to make things better.
For motivation, a baton and a taser.

I'm strapped in like the guys' holster.
You're at the station at 11:00 AM.
Yes, I'm fine, just a little lost.
Just two shots of whiskey and four joints.

From a frame on the wall, Vladimir nodded to me.
Captain Eminence Grès told me.
"I know that this is your illegal immigrant friend."
Well, I was just passing by, so it turns out I was just strolling.

If you hear the phrase: "I see you're not a stupid guy,"
That means they're already digging into you.
And remember, they won't help. A video apology
This is purely a show for the unit.

Internal humor helped in that stuffy cell.
The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs said, "Keep them as long as necessary."
But a violation doesn't carry a prison sentence.
In response: "You've forgotten what country you live in, son."

During interrogation, he repeated, "Article 51."
This is the only law that applies to everyone.
Further, only a lawyer; there are no other vaccines.
Like a suicide bomber, nicotine flies out the window.

Transfer in the paddy wagon for the killer and us.
A half-star prison cell, a comfortable mattress.
A few days stretched out like a five-year sentence.
With a stunning view of another cell.

I said, "Don't call the media."