Текст песни Грустный Оптимист - Паника-панихида

1st verse:
It all started so well, no one expected a bummer ...
Why did I go somewhere today ?? It would be better to stay at home!
And neither the cloudy sky over the city, nor the thunder
They could not make me break the system in any other way.
In any case, it will rain, and I was going fishing, -
Free time in bulk, I do not mind spending it.
Fishing rods, bait, tackle, perch, mineral water ...
Spit on bad weather when it’s hot in your heart!
As a hardening, they once went to the forest for mushrooms;
We took all that was needed and set off in a place with friends.
Golden crowns of trees, autumn leaves underfoot ...
The beauty in the forest is such that it can not be described in words!
We ate pies, were not too lazy to relax,
Since in search of mushrooms we are very tired.
Strayed from the right path, found themselves at the ravine;
Five hours in the forest wandered, and eventually got lost !!!
CHORUS:
Panic, requiem, catastrophe, panic,
It seems that we are destined to share the fate of the Titanic.
Panic, disaster, memorial service, panic,
We’ll all be stuck here forever and die. Well and glorious!
2nd verse:
Or, for example ... Once I managed to get stuck in an elevator:
Caught in a dark confined space, he began to panic.
Then I guessed to press the dispatcher call button;
In general, the light turned on, the doors opened and I went on for a walk.
Since then, I have claustrophobia, not only paranoia,
And if not the first, then the second will happen.
Wherever I go, nowhere I can find peace
Wherever I go, something bad will always happen to me.
That's why I'll never board a plane
Which stopudovo will fall - I know this in advance!
Even in ordinary minibuses, I still have no luck:
That door will jam, then one of the passengers will yell.
It was a matter, once I almost drowned once,
During the next fishing, on the river, cut off from the citizens.
With a fishing rod in his hands he stumbled and went down, I was scared.
Thank God, it came out somehow, although it was wet, like paper.
CHORUS:
Panic, requiem, requiem, panic,
It seems that I am destined to share the fate of the Titanic.
Panic, requiem, requiem, panic,
Some campaign found a drowned man in the river.
Verse 3:
They wanted to go to the cinema, watch a movie with his brother,
Dressed up, took the money and went on foot, because he was there.
We approach the ticket office, and they tell us, they say, "A passport is necessary,
The film is 18+, without a document we’ll sell you hell guys! "
We are both in shock. In the head is an unreal amount of mat,
But there’s nothing to do. We got out of the building and stumbled into another movie theater,
At the children's cartoon. We go in, take ourselves a gobble on a part of the salary,
We go for tickets ... And then suddenly, like thunder rumble,
The phrase sounds: "Tickets are over, come tomorrow!"
Silent silence ... You can hear the slot machines;
The silence was broken by the cousin's insane laugh.
No, really, we are not to blame for anything! ..
I’ll mark this date on the calendar in black
After all, during the day we managed to stay twice without tickets !!!
And always so: on Saturdays, Fridays and even Wednesdays,
We are haunted by tricks, as if misfortune is our creed.
CHORUS:
Panic, requiem, catastrophe, panic,
Life gives in the ass stronger than any guard.
Panic, disaster, memorial service, panic,
I always balance on the verge of carrot and stick.