Текст песни Саша Немо - Пежо

This track is dedicated to those who have not traveled for a long time in the subway.
Who listens to the weather forecast in the columns and has long been lunch in traffic jams
Who dreams of a washcloth and soap and abundantly inhales the clubs of dirt and dust.

From afar you can see
It's he is super
On the hood to it lion climbed
Dance dancing, dance dances.

And let him not even a Frenchman
And what does not happen to confuse
Who would have asked
Horsepins enough forces.

Choosing from the metro
People ride cars.

Chorus:
Who on the Black Boomer
Who on White Hammer
Who on blue zhiguli
Well, who on horseback.

Girls on heels
Lips paint in japacs
And I'm the fifth year
Embling on Peugeot.

Peugeot, Peugeot, Peugeot, Peugeot ...

But here imperceptibly inspector burst
I can only smile too
It's still somehow spent
What I will have forgotten and went.

Then he will say: "Good afternoon.
What you will not be fastened with your belt? "
And I will tell him that the artist
I'm in the orchestra vocalist.

And he will say to me: "Who is?"
I Sasha Nemo, I am superboy
Stopia Posfatikov, autograph, disc
"Okay, you hear, drive, artist."

After all, no matter who is who
We all drift on the car.

Chorus.