I'm not good at politics - I am a musician,
But I do not believe him, what they say on the screen.
My childhood through the alleys and courtyards,
On the bar, because the street does not like the weak.
And I do not believe the cops never believed
Batons believed that did not leave bruises on the body,
Believed bitches that in the morning in bed
I Ssali in his ears about love, and behind pizdeli.
And I do not believe in love, running from the relationship
Once on her neck collar feel.
Friends throw for heifers or for money,
Or for the sake of money and heifers arrogant tantrums.
Someone you can trust? Who cares?
It has long been verified - their own shirt close to your body.
So many people cry that made my career,
But if I have a contract, it is Lucifer.
Over-ve Ms. my eyes,
Over-Glu-shek these voices inside.
This world is crazy,
I need silence for a moment
Over-ve Ms. my eyes,
Over-Glu-shek these voices inside.
This world is crazy,
I need silence for a moment
We remember veterans ninth of May,
But every day we forget, for which they fought.
And my grandmother in the subway all as pathetic,
Begging in orders and medals.
Pity for the generation of children and grandchildren,
And as a response to the old man's hand may raise?
Let it be said at first, they provided the rating,
But normal people lost the power of speech.
People want someone else's life comments like photos,
Chase rumors as tennis ball on the court.
Dig like moles - blindly, but carefully
The new generation is lost somewhere VKontakte.
I am not strong in politics and do not like when
On TV VLA VLA tore mouth: bla bla.
My country is tired, she needs silence
Themis justice is blind, tie eyes.
Over-ve Ms. my eyes,
Over-Glu-shek these voices inside.
This world is crazy,
I need silence for a moment
Over-ve Ms. my eyes,
Over-Glu-shek these voices inside.
This world is crazy,
I need silence for a moment
