Текст песни ДК - Люмпен-соло, песня о большой любви

You left the program "Time"
With the face of a newspaper half a page
Entered the crossword tribe
Like the passionate cry of editorial

Your youth rebus is thin
Your dream is some medals
You - "Spark" already from the cradle
And you hardly need life

You're evil like a caricature
Having waved, you’ll make a plum right away
Weaves from a mug sitting szhura
Thinking yours like beer foam

And with a lampshade, leaves of light
In a pattern of feelings fall sleepily
And your life as a symbol of death
Goes through a funeral march

And in front of all the monsters, shadows
Heirs of microcephalus
Source of Wise Supplications
Spring of Physical Amballs

Page Stories Grow
And now the seed is already rising
Us as one, newspaper-faced
Do not leave us, our time!

I watch what to watch
I read what to read
I understand that I must endure
When you need to close your eyes
I live your head
I submit to your fate
In general, I am satisfied with myself
Because you need it so much
If you need me, then I'm stupid
If you need me, then I'm blind
I'm your slave, eat your soup
From the enemies shore your bread
What you say - I will execute in an instant
And I will say what I have to say
If you scream somewhere
I will say: do not shout!
In general, I do not care
He depressed you the chosen path
You only let me drink
If suddenly you will sink
I will not save you
I will drown