Текст песни Т.Шаов - Марш гедонистов

I walk a simple but proud | A |
With a devalued snout, | E7 A |
With a craving for pure art, | | C # 7 |
With allergies to goats. | | F # m |
I have no fortune, | | Dm |
No, but the impermanence, | A |
There is a wife, friends and faith | H7 |
In heterogeneous love. | | E7 |

All work and work
Until the twelfth sweat.
And who does it want?
Stop, boys, brakes!
From work the horses die,
From work the soup is stunned,
Legs are puffy, hands are drying,
Climbing eyes on your eyes!

        Glory, glory to the hedonists, | A | E7 |
        Native optimists! | E7 | A |
        Who is capable of a clean field, | C # 7 |
        Even in the field-field is pure | F # m | Dm |
        Find what to take! | E7 |

Do not scold me, dear,
That I am from hodun,
Take a walk-I'm fooling,
I'll pick fresh grass,
For life is an unstable process,
And around the construction sites -
Bricks fall on the skull
And - hello, whom I love!

Vaughn, in the hen-house our kittens,
Do not sing, but listlessly croaks,
Even the chicken no longer tramples -
Conformist, devour, sleep,
Tomorrow it will be a warm corpse
To be in a saucepan with soup,
So it would be better to sleep with chicken,
Yes, I would learn to fly!

As we are surrounded by bastards,
Humiliate, offend!
Who respects us today?
Only wives and friends ...
Hey, friend, do you remember the number?
The husband will leave, you call at midnight,
For a bastard is a bastard,
And not a bastard - it's me!

        Before going to bed, and also in the morning,
        And in the capital, and in the wilderness
        Study the Kama Sutra!
        It will be wickedly wise,
        It will be from the heart!

We do not fly to Hawaii,
Canaries can not be dug,
Moldly live,
Like Gorky, at the bottom.
So in fact what on the train to bark,
Here, brother, according to Senka Kafka,
And you can listen to Bach,
Even swimming in shit!

Coca-Cola and Pop Corn
Right now all ages are submissive,
But this does not exalt,
Well, it's proven long ago:
The Lord Himself, making jokes,
I did not turn water into a cola,
Not in narzan, which is characteristic,
And in the fortified wine!

And the Lord said, "Rejoice!
What a bite - read,
For it is said: kayfuyte
And you will be kayfov!
I tell you - will be saved
The one who in this life rushes,
And the bigots and Pharisees
In paradise, do not buy a ticket! "

        Harness, lads, ponies,
        And they drove along the river,
        Do not we catch mice?
        Do we drive, in kind?
        We are not men, are we ?!

        Do we drive, in kind? | Dm |
        We are not men, are we ?!