Текст песни Алексей Сурнов - Фараон

Here is a sad ballad
About the old Pharaoh.
He has been in a row for many years.
Sits on a hard throne.

To sit on the throne for a long time
The work is very difficult.
From this - heartburn,
Gastritis and hemorrhoids.

However, do not give up
Our monarch is not a coward.
He swears to himself:
"I will not clean myself."

After all, there is no replacement nearby!
The courtiers are weak.
Wherever he throws a look -
Only eunuchs alone.

He remembers very well
How is he through the court
Castrated courtiers
To avoid unrest.

He knew that revolt was possible:
He remembered that he himself
From the lumpen insignificant
Ascended to the pedestal.

In those distant years
He just wanted to become
Rich and free.
And on the other - do not care.

But time flew by.
Health is no more;
And the head was weak,
And in it began to grow delusions.

So suddenly became wanted
Enter history
Great autocrat,
The ruler of the land.

But it must happen so:
He does not like people.
He is afraid of his people
He spits on the people.

He issued a directive
To preserve your throne,
All subjects in morons
Immediately to turn.

Let newspapers stall ...
And in schools to explain:
"Working is bad
And better to steal. ”

And can be otherwise
Who wants - let him live
On meager handouts,
What power sends them on top.

And talk on the air:
"Around one enemies",
And what are we in this world
Stay alone.

Nobody let the protection
Does not see for himself
From the thieves elite,
Scum and crooks.

But something was missing
Still him
And he decided in addition
Still kindle a war.

He fought before
But only at home ...
And all the kings are older
They send an army beyond the seas.

But beyond the sea because dumb
With the soldiers to walk.
So far from home
After all, they can beat.

And there is another problem:
All other princes
Fighting with cannibals
And we are friends with them.

Our pharaoh specially
I came to visit them
And hands officially
Stinging all cannibals.

And he, so as not to be ashamed,
Found one
Near the border
Weakened country.

In painful fun
Sent there host,
So that with civilians
Though relish war.

Rockets and Subs
On the eve of the war
All in combat stance
Already given.

The whole world froze in fright.
Maniac got a taste
And in a fit of madness
Pressed the start button.

But still passed
Trouble us by:
No target hit
Missiles none.

Probably launched
They are not at that angle
And the bombs were stolen
[All] on scrap metal.

And it’s necessary to happen:
Last of all
Rocket on the capital
Fell like a sin.

On the skull tyrant
Precisely fell.
The palace, alas, broke
But at least it did not explode.

I do not remember where
Heard from abroad,
What are their kings like
Do not go out there crazy.

Their people are elected
Control is over them
Four years rule
And after - to rest.

I also heard gossip,
Although, perhaps, they lie.
Those pharaohs on average
Everybody lives a little longer.