I am going out on the air
Three, two, once - flew, look
Nowhere to go, still a step back
And the abyss will open, you have to fly
This television program is very simple
First charging: jump from the bridge
Then the series: Do not fall asleep for the third night
And news after how in the arteries mercury
On the air advertising, chatter
Rope and soap, and rush down
And then cartoons: here we will heal
Quote for happiness: fuck all the horse
And again advertising - this is the choice of devils
Instruct yourself candles, since there are no lanterns
Since there are only boards, you will not build a house
Put a cross from them and put under the bush
I am going out on the air
Opening my eyes, I scream: Hello, peace!
Correct frequencies, filling the bed
I bring the image and walk out the door
Further only more difficult, but we must walk
There are a lot of patches in the form of a 3D model
I'm monochronome again, this trend is familiar to me
All pens to the right, and still wait!
I am going out on the air
Let's imagine I'm a radio filler
After all, you will not have to watch from this broadcast
And you can’t look at all, just sing!
First a wake: an alarm clock and a shower
Liter two caffeins. Who do I look like?
And, otherwise, it doesn’t matter, I forgot again
No one will deal with anyone: this is an air
But here is also an advertisement, where to take patience?
Advertise wheels to ride, not to fly
Well, if the roof goes, then glue will go into advertising
In general, what is the matter with you, the world: Come on, sober!
It is very difficult to disassemble with wastelands and advertising
It hurts to wait for garbage
But the light is visible in the pitch crown
While everyone whines on the shelves, I can sing!
I am going out on the air
Through a happy smile I shout: Hello, peace!
Correct frequencies, filling the bed
I turn off the refrigerator, it is completely empty
Further only more difficult, but we must walk
The knock of the steps of my soles can tell everything
Even rats scattered, this sound is familiar to them
All pens to the right, and still wait!
I am going out on the air
To hell all the wires, I haven't forgotten yet
How to blow up TVs and substations burn
How the dams interfere when you want to flow
How the first scream burns inside the lungs
How the eyes are watery until the light is used to
To my blind face in a cage of bones
And shyly smile from my mean ideas
How my knees tremble to take the first step
How my flaps are roaring to straighten the wings
How, under a solar fate, someone made a hole for me
So that I go live through it through it
There will be no advertising for you here, it's just my life
I know everything that is needed: where to get it and how to buy
I just need to hell with everything, lightly on the way faster
Exercise people ... countries ... I flew again!
And flying is more difficult, roots pull to the ground
There is one tool alone: an ax on the arm
And I am free again, this taste is familiar to me
All pens to the right, I will definitely return
I will find the image, I will step on the threshold
I will set up frequencies: equalizer in rock
I shout under the bass with the drum: Hello, peace!
I am going out on the air
I am going out on the air
I am going out on the air