Lyrics Александр Репьев - Чёрный юмор

Black, black humor
Black, black humor
Lived, not invented -
Such is the price
Do you like Uma Thurman
Do you like Uma Thurman
Here is what you gourmet
So how is she?

Black, black raven
Black, black raven
In the classics savvy
Said "Nevermore & # 33;"
Bible il Quran
Bible il Quran -
Depth of space
And dumb reproach

That hell, then glad
That paradise, then ah-ah-ah & # 33;

Daughter, drink some butter & # 33;
Daughter, drink some butter & # 33;
This is not in vain -
So as not to get drunk
Mom, everything is clear to me & # 33;
Mom, everything is clear to me & # 33;
It was so beautiful
Yes, the film is torn

I was glad to become hell & # 33;
There was a paradise, it became ai-ai-ai & # 33;

And in the meadow hummocks
In the meadow bumps
And inside - mushrooms
The world changes the look
Let somewhere gold cubes
Chain boomers
Let the shine of your sharpening
Forgive you all

Teleracks
Radio sampling
Mountain-slopes
Steppe and steppe around
Someone is just a thief.
And someone - from the office
The one who was negoro
Became the holy father

There was hell, I became glad ...
There was ah-ah-ah & # 33; - and to heaven ...

Before - humanity
Now - just an eternity
To lie down in the ground
We need a way to go ...
Save - carelessness
The term knocks carelessness
And the best, of course, will be ahead of & # 33;

And you love Uma Thurman
All love Uma Thurman
Well, say, once smart, -
Where is she now?
Black, black humor
Black, black humor
Lived, not invented -
That is the price ...