Текст песни Исчадие - Пупсик наш рядом

if the flowers in your house have withered,
if all the animals in the area escaped,
all people scream and swear,
run faster, our baby is near,
he doesn't like to wash
he doesn't want to shave
he only eats his nails.
so as not to burn.
and not eat shit.
it's too difficult a task.
everything would be different.
think it before.
how long to.
do not wash your feet.
and they don't brush their teeth.
real gods.
his sneakers
roads and wretched
about our beloved
these lines sound
constantly fingers
you keep in your mouth
how to forget it is possible
this fuck