Текст песни Сергей Калугин - Скотский блюз

Mom, if Borya Moiseyev became a People's Artist.
Well it's true, Moiseyev was two years old as a People's Artist.
And I, for example, buy the record "Franz Schubert and Liszt",
And I bring home a record on which Franz Schubert and Liszt.
Around the huge country and everyone is sure that Borya is an artist,
And I did not drink and did not prick, and did not sniff this poison,
I kind of remember where my house is and who my family is,
But if Borya Moiseyev is an artist, then who am I?

Borya Moiseyev, Borya Moiseyev is an artist,
Borya Moiseyev, Borya is our national artist,
And by the way everything is logical, appreciate the moment:
We had elections, Medvedev - the president,
Zyuganov is a communist, well, Borya Moiseyev is an artist. That's right.

It's Scot Eriugen, Scot Eriugen cattle-blues,
It's Scot Eriugen, Scot Eriugen's cattle-blues.
I understood the truth of the world, I no longer fight,
I changed my mind from negative to plus,
My mental processes have stopped, Mom, full Anschluss!

Mom, that Berdyaev, that Leontiev in this world is one.
And Berdyaev, Leontiev, and Florensky are shit in this world!
Shit Unamuna, Heidegger - shit!
I, it was business, was indignant, now to me all the same:
I threw away all the books, I smoke, I spit and zyryu out the window!

It's Scott Eriugen, Scot Eriugen cattle-blues ...
It's Scott Eriugen, Scot Eriugen cattle-blues ...
I do not fight anymore, I do not fight anymore,
I changed my mind from negative to plus,
I, really, pull my cheek and for some reason often nervously laugh.

I then went to Italy then, to breathe for a walk.
There are thousands of tourists wandering around and everyone is looking for McDonald's to devour.
And I looked at Giotto's frescoes and I did not understand,
Where did those people left for whom he wrote?
I spat and went to look for McDonald's: I wanted to eat!

How we prayed before the icon of the Mother of God Sovereign, ee
Here by the way Kinchev did not lie, we are really Orthodox-e-e!
I've been running since then. Forty demons on the tail,
Lord Jesus, Lord Christ,
The Jews of Moshiach went, but all the same
Ow-oh! One, two, three, four!

Lord Jesus, Lord Jesus Christ!
Have mercy, Lord Jesus, Lord Jesus Christ!
I'm racing like a rat in a labyrinth in complete darkness,
I do not understand anything, I do not understand who and where,
Have mercy, Lord Jesus, Lord Jesus Christ!

Such is Scott Eriugen, Scot Eriugen cattle-blues,
Such is Scott Eriugen, Scot Eriugen cattle-blues ...
I stayed, I blamed, I did not pick up this load,
I do not fight anymore, I do not fight anymore,
I'm quietly joining, Mom, this is a complete Anschluss!

Can someone be surprised: "Well, where is this ancient scholar?
Well, I mean, Scott Eriugen, well, and here is this dead scholar? "
And I will answer: "Life in general is a rather bad anecdote,
Once even Eriugena himself, was in her cattle,
And by the way, I can get one gerla tonight!

I'm not Scott Eriugen, Scot Eriegen, but I'm cattle, cattle, cattle!
Yes, I'm not Scott Eriugena, but quite a finished livestock, cattle, cattle!
But my kindred Walter, Bon and Duns,
I do not fight anymore, I do not fight anymore,
I changed my mind from negative to plus!

Scottish blues, bestial blues, bestial blues,
Scot Eriugen, Scot Eriugen cattle-blyuyuz!