Текст песни Я и Друг Мой Грузовик - Внутренний Гринпис

I am a light green jar, it seems, from non-alcoholic beer
He crushed his hand into a cake and threw past the urn,
Standing on the sidewalk -
Well, I didn’t get it, well, an inaccurate guy
And worse that the next time I will not get there either,
Although I know that in one, tins to another,
Forgetfulness, stupidity, stress and hassle

Prevent the processing triangle ...

But your inner Greenpeace will forgive you,

Your inner Greenpeace will justify you, and

If you really need to pretend

That as if he does not see, does not remember

He does not love, he does not hear, does not see, does not know ...

I have breakfast with tea, it seems with bread and butter,
And choked - the piece fell into the wrong throat,
Someone was near-patted his palm in the back-
I coughed a little and did not gasp
He put his hands in his pockets, and there are gloves, napkins,
Keys, copper, eagle or tails,
Strings, mediators, matches, adhesive tape, lighters ...
In general, everything is in mixed ... again everything is mixed up ...

But your inner Greenpeace will forgive you,
Your inner Greenpeace will justify you, and
If you really need to pretend
That as if he does not see, does not remember
He does not love, does not hear, does not know ...

But your inner Greenpeace will forgive you,
Your inner Greenpeace will justify you
Your inner Greenpeace will pretend
That as if he does not see, does not remember, does not know ...

But your inner Greenpeace will forgive you,
Your Greenpeace is your inner indicator,
And if you really need to explain to you
Like, do not worry, so you still need to ...
So everything is necessary?
So you still need to ...
So everything is so necessary
So all the same ...