Текст песни 1993 - 1993

BORIS YELTSIN]:
Without this, there is no democracy!
Everyone who took part in the riots with weapons in their hands -
They will be punished to the fullest extent of the law!

What to tell? The pillow was uncomfortable;
Kind of swan fluff and soft.
And there was - uncomfortable, son, she -
Because the ear was pressed into the handle.

So, the three of us lived like this:
Your mother, I - and under Tokarev’s pillow.
And worse than the sound of a shot from around the corner -
I only heard your mother roar.

Where he was, where he was not much.
The roof is not full of holes, an exemplary family man.
But standing behind the door - I cool my ardor;
And now, I’m already - the roof! For five stalls - an example.

Such a time, son - further only uphill growth.
Is anyone against it? The trunk is already rooted to the throat.
And wherever you hide, under what a bump there
The Club of Cheerful and Resourceful Found You Easily ...

And here I mumbled everything, but played on spoons;
He didn’t know how to drink, he danced ridiculously.
Oh, your dad was annealing at that time!
Eh, at that time I would have the president.

Then, mother you, I’m under the escort, and the snow is spinning,
All that has passed is straight horror films.
Thank God they didn’t hang, you are on the way,
And I myself already helped her push.

[BORIS YELTSIN]:
If there is a threat of violence,
Threat to the life and safety of citizens ...

Tell me about youth, dad!
- What to tell?

He stood his ground and stood registered.
He needed money, but did not need work.
Squeezed "Shop guards" and "Huckster", here,
1993 - they pressed a brick factory.

Got hold of the lads from Min.Water. Made peace.
A week later - unwound their motorcade from the Kalash to the holes.
Merin - chrome, edge questions. - Hello! Rum? Let's grind ?!
There, the opera tortured ours to surrender the "Common" (yeah)
No matter how!

In December, I met your mother - a beauty;
People have been looking for these all their lives.
And me, fortanulo, son!
Maybe because of her, I could do a lot!

Five minutes before the New Year he turned on the telly;
He asked himself: "What is he grinding?"
I agree with him in one, perhaps:
- This year was difficult!

In general, I’m neither a judge nor a critic,
Better put the ellipsis here ...
I can’t say what kind of politician he was there,
But a tennis player from him - not really!

And then, already you appeared ...