Текст песни джеки дугн и дубас - о чём я думал

What did I think when writing my Mouzon unattractive?
in classic style - hang out and you're done
Scribbling in his notebook their curves
Now it's on the crust vparivayut pirates

I just took and rhyme as best I can
nothing but joy with not having it,
that the salute will explode inside the derba
let the monitors smoke black clubs

I crawl like a mole through smoke to the touch
burning in flames what rinses brains
rhyme rhyme
bitch treads so that it can tamp with soil

lest I choke, chew to the masses
sample sandwich in greasy bass smeared
don't make the frequency chart
determine the truth from them as a polygraph

Remember! flaw will not lie
rhymes like dog rinut, ripping carbines
and they will speak foully over the conditions that they put
until the end of breathing, so that the breast will squeeze

while someone catches bouquets, bowing from the stage
heart-rending I spit into the microphone in the closet
I do not vkurse what is there in Curly Illy Porto Cervo
for those in the know who on repite disc wiped chara

Stereo Hysteric - Jackie Dugn
cretins with airmaks reboot into ugg
under jazz under gabba or under children saif
in the snow-white room with a grand piano or in the entrances of the pissing

I will express my thoughts in rhymes and shout
in eardrums drummed ...