Текст песни Uma2rman - Кто-то в городе

I open the door and I go outside
It's nice here the wind is cool
The autumn smells of the weather frowns
And I understand that the city is huge
Lying on the back of the hands behind the head
Looking at the sky dreams about the future
Fiddling, shaking bridges across the Volga
He sees the clouds dressed in rags

Someone in the city now hung
On the old clothesline
Who comes out for the hundredth time on bis
Who lies on the wet pavement

I'm coming home, someone is making a noise in the kitchen
Oh, it's you you are my cockroaches
And that such gloomy, and that the eyes have died out
Well, yes, yesterday I set traps on you
Well, you would go to the neighbors because you are so nasty
After all, I have nothing for ever dumplings
They tell me people are always negative to us
Got a crappy life we ​​will not change anything

Someone in the city now hung
On the old clothesline
Who comes out for the hundredth time on bis
Who lies on the wet pavement

And here I am sitting in the kitchen looking at the wallpaper with interference
And it seems to me, it seems to me, everything seems to me
As something very best, we passed unnoticed
And all that they ate and drank is about to affect their health
And something all is missing and something like that does not add up
Again, a heavy head probably gallops pressure
But next to it sits a little man who always will be glad to see me
The most beautiful in the world my family is adding

Someone in the city now hung
On the old clothesline
Who comes out for the hundredth time on bis
Who lies on the wet pavement