Текст песни дымовая завеса - Горький Привкус

Really began to everyone who was nothing
Demonic prophecy came true .
Buenos Noches those who are alone
Lint on flipcharts with dazzling moon,
Listening to the rustling wafting outside.
And how many of Gaddafi , Pinochet , Stalin,
Cain , dreaming of untouchability ?
Living thought of one thing: the edge of society
Reaching the top, becoming the earth deity .
There is a purpose , all means are good for achieving
Walk over the corpses , the city subject to avoidance ,
To be known as the executioner without hesitation and without regret.
Bloody geniuses in the history of not waiting for oblivion!
From this diabolical zeal ?
In the question is answered. Surely there is no salvation from them ?
Incorrect impression that the government is the corruption of the soul
There is though , and this opinion .
But all in the end depends on the outlook
A mere mortal , that keeps the furrow of the Board
And equally from those who had confidence in him ,
Although anything is possible , without exception.

Who was and who was ? Sure , I grew up .
Married wonder worthy , but simple.
No more desire to tear supergoal
And to make unnecessary movements .
While it may well be - a little try
And I will ride cheese in oil .
But , my friends, is why over izgalyatsya ,
Ape , with those who disliked communicate?
Enough people in the world noobs ,
Change the luxury old castoffs .
Themselves claiming other humiliating ,
As if they do not know what to expect.
Those with whom I meet, make friends , respect ,
Not fame and attendants life measured .
Do not dig yourself personally graves
Although we were not enough of the whole world .
So many opportunities here to catch ,
And each to something , how can aspire.
But you can lose everything instantly,
Perhaps after all , if not sad !

Four, three , two, one . Here we go.
Every second sharpens envy complete.
For the sake of money, many are willing to sell holy .
Everyone is exhausted of life under his high,
Thinking - that's the truth , and not clouded mind .
Hands are not pierced , it's pale .
Really in a vein in the leg , just so vpiraet .
Parents ohuevayut but Che do?
Spend money on treatment? Yes useless!
This abyss porn on television ,
On music channels , in the tops of a pair of lesbians.
Russian show business - get-together motherfuckers ,
Mushrooming infection in mass for millions of dollars.
Public Housing - under modeling agencies ,
Two thousand naive girls bid farewell to childhood
In the backseat of armored Mercier .
In the smoke of cigars to decide the issues
Class divisions , the money in the city center ,
Poverty in the suburbs. In the residential districts ,
In the apartments , the windows in concrete boxes
Born by those who will never believe in God,
Who will have to open the way his fists ,
Wiping the tears , through the pain of stepping ,
Knowing that there is no way out of this swamp ,
In which drown only the remnants of a great nation .

Che , guys , for the life , huh? Bazaar will be long .
Che for our lives , yes, Bazaar raised ?
Better Th pohavat took b , b sat , startled ,
Toast raised , maybe Che would remember .
Life is on any different happens:
One cheese in oil across the riding ,
Another is killed at night breaks.
Where is bad there and take easier.
Need to feed themselves , his wife, mother in law .
Everyone thinks for himself on anyone
Phones, clothes , wheelbarrow pontovaya ,
Skein backyard smiling contentedly ,
Hata huge . So it is necessary to live in peace.
Only here thanked all firms savvy ,
Where there is a free place - their children slips .
Where's the guys just get up ?
Like it or not , in any case is empty.
Study for the money , universities, bribes are different,
The paw is not stuck - all markets without MAZ .
Like it or not , today the money , they conclude
In life, everything is possible , you know .
Brother , Che say? Wish you good luck !
Try to live properly until fooled .