Текст песни BADTRI - Мистер Хайд

Mr. Heid, you proceed to the exit!
Station - Panofitikum, your place of work,
Ground body and alcohol smell
Privinal Shawerm brings to vomiting

Hard to get up, crawl out of the car to light
Need to look at the hand on the clock
The arrows will show the evening, but there are no ten yet,
Appearance - Terminal, King Poverty

Dry bastard, alcoholic and unemployed
But he is capable of something that no one can
Among the bustle and madness of the day carefree
Will show how to live, not knowing boredom, dying but

Will blow up your body burning on pellets
Requiring attention, extracts and sake
Be limited
Blowing pockets, buy all whiskey

Every friend, comrade and brother
With each drink, talk and understand
And despite the volume of all costs
Once at once behind the row again

And after all by itself the tower and ribs
In Nevsky lived a year and there is buried!
Above the grave of Fugas is exploded,
And he spit everything, he himself, in the wild!