Lyrics Александр Фрост - Движуха на полу

Kefir I drank exactly ten
Then blooming cactus ate.
I decided to suddenly knead the dough,
Then he said: "Yes," and sat down.

When I got out of the tried
That he saw that the world was not an elephant.
Murming a piece of the hand of a mongrel,
From the grief would be puzzled about the floor.

And on the floor - such a fairy tale!
The microbe runs on the rug.
There is a cat in a robbery bandage,
He closed her his bald forehead.

There they put the fir tree of ants -
Meet them soon New Year.
And near dirty divids
All turns the bug.

I look - Green Ameb
Swimming on the puddle of milk.
Two flies there in workers robes
Walk fool again.

I see - again Tusu arranged
Under the old cabinet cockroach,
And there I built a house
Healthy gray paunch.

There, on the floor, always moving,
All have fun and sing.
When you attach an ear to Earth,
That you hear how people dances.

Well, that is, there is not a person, of course ...
But this is generally nonsense.
When you won't be hastily,
Then everyone will understand and say: "Yes!" ...

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In general, of course, it was cool!
Exchange was amphetamine! ..
The bruise on his forehead was true, luty
But the buzz is not comparable to anything!