Текст песни Sokolovsky - Конец света

Called and said : " Tomorrow doomsday
Flying meteorite had a fucked up our planet "
I climbed to the Internet to verify the information
Remaining 30 hours and nowhere to go.
Without thinking, I called my mom ,
Said: " My dear , I love you and goodbye
when the sky would get there we meet on anyone
I know immediately baritone timbre . "
A little later came out of the house, on the street panic
People in hysterics and no boss
I very quickly realized I was not with them on the way ,
Anyway kryaknem all , O Lord, forgive me,
I went to a nearby street rhythmically ,
All the shops are empty , I want the smoked chicken
Stopped - lies , one look ,
Asked - a draw, eat ... that's the beauty ,
For chicken I podmotal two blocks Lucky Strike,
Eight bottles of Hennessy, lemon and chocolate ,
Coming to the store rushed to showrooms,
Long wanted to imagine a jeep like a jeep on the sea,
Smashed storefront worth what that Gelendvagen ,
I like Mercedes , and this , so all in good standing ,
Went rummaged in a drawer , found the keys ,
Sat down and started startonul heartily .
Food , satisfied all such traffic cop shot down ,
Stopped at a gas station called roller ,
I said, " Hari Krishna , Roller, Mr. Shaw are you there? "
And he told me : " Clearly everything dries plan"
"From you" - say - " at its laid ,
27 hours left dvizhkanem the sea ? "
- " No, Sergei, I will not go, I 'll stay with the family "
- " Well then udachki " smile into the phone ...
" Cool singing, thank you for everything ,
Hari Krishna , brother "-" Hari bol " ...
Tucked myself in fact, went on the road ,
Sipping Hennessy, remember once -
Helen had to call , but it still would be offended ,
Although dick with her , still can not see each other .
Pulled out of the bag disc - "Habbanot Nechoma",
Included plays , trudge - this is the life for me,
Left to live twenty-three and a half hours ,
Shit , I'm going to the sea, to the south.
On the south, on the south by the Southern food I
End of the world is not very disturbing to me ,
Kilohertz give "Habbanot Nechoma",
Knocks out the window smoke, I rejoice in life ...
Meanwhile - bell ringing Light from Odessa ,
Wanted to say goodbye, I say : " Plenty of time ,
We still have 22 hours left, pick you all come on, do not worry "
Sveta such as me - she is not lost,
On the nose end of the world , and she enjoys life ,
Says: " Chudnenko , then I dress
and where are you going? "-" Not zakudykivay " - jiving ,
Overall pulled Svetku , headed HB YU.B.K. ,
Had finished the bottle, do not care where,
I said, " Cool, huh? " And she is silent ,
Chocolate tramples brain Sveta sleeps ...
Meteorite flies , another policeman shot down
Lemon eat , Mercedes dyrchit ,
Empty highway , where there is dispersed ,
An hour later, the sea will ... crap ...
I knew that this moment ever comes,
Those who do not blunt , happy life will
Came to the sea, then stones, mountains ,
Very nice to live without knowing what grief.
Swimming, drinking Hennessy, long embraced,
Looked at the sky above the meteorite jiving ,
Learned joy, why is struck by pity
Remembered the nurse , it became a burden.
Look at my watch was an hour ,
Lyagli on the sand tired , the body current,
Lay and watched as he flies ,
Bastard , huge ... tic ...
Held hands , closed their eyes ,
I say, " she asks , bye bye Earth
I am very happy that I have lived such a life ,
Short but happy ... Sveta , hold on. "

Out of nowhere , I hear the alarm ringing,
I opened my eyes - bed , window , his home ,
Cold sweat, no light, no end of the world ,
No sea , happiness and Gelendvagen present,
No coach , Sunny light
 Already lunch and home hawala nothing,
Now that would trample smoked chicken,
I lit a cigarette and think for a moment ....