We are inculcated in the heads of the territory of subordination
After all, it serves as an excuse in the fight against laziness
Build your own life, no time for it
People like to feel captive
Up to fifteen years old, everything is parallel to you
To school, then take a walk, it's time to go home - right
There is no time to think about the future, then the university at random
And it seems to be dressed, shod, food - delicious in the mouth
After work with a salary, and something like a month
It should be put off, but how many years on the spot, infuriates
Many worse? it does not reassure
Half full, empty? storm in a glass
Good salary, contract work
i set my sack next to my life thief
Farewell to ambition, passion and time for family
Today another surrendered, salute is heard
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Everyone decides who he is: uncle or nephew
Who works for whom, who puts on someone
Who uncles got out of the game
And I want to bring life back, as we returned the Crimea
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So life goes on waiting for the day off
The salary warmed the first half of the year, now it's cold
Wanted to unlock potential, fresh graduate
With such a diploma they should tear to pieces
In any case, they say so in all universities
You can take a chair, but I took a chair
Now I have ten people at my disposal
With me a team, but how many years on the spot, infuriates
And you thought "marks somewhere higher guy"
You guessed it, but if only with two legs
Each in his own way, left or hit
A working day will either take away or give away
We continue to work because it is necessary
It has always been like this, father and mother do it
Hello ambition, passion and time for family
Goodbye uncle, I'm not a nephew, salute
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Everyone decides who he is: uncle or nephew
Who works for whom, who puts on someone
Who uncles got out of the game
And I want to bring life back, as we returned the Crimea
