Lyrics Оксимирон - И так каждый божий день

And so every single day -
More money , more things , more virgins , more demons .
But, as of the skin do not go -
The same sky , the same creed, more Ben , damage , gave a demo .
Us there seems to pi ** ey -
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows , lies and decadence !
And so every single day -
More money , more things , more virgins , more demons .

Previously, it was like : the logic of war - we or they .
Here's someone else's , that's your own. The fronts are divided .
Quite simply, is crystal clear .
All that was yesterday - it does dedsad and nursery. Moment!

After all, more and more fucking subtexts .
On both blades , in the sandbox became crowded .
Here as follows: In each box double bottom .
Each house has a back door and into the hold secret door .

Power - is under renoplastikoy gears .
Fingers on the joystick , and you - are already part of it.
And then, as you subtly not troll -
There whether drug cartel , or drug laws .

A maiden watching eye of Yoko Ono
A cocoon lokonav circling like Laocoon .
Hundreds of puzzles , which then Mordor , the Shire
Around one Sudoku - shifters .

Chorus:
And so every single day -
More money , more things , more virgins , more demons .
But, as of the skin do not go -
The same sky , the same creed, more Ben , damage , gave a demo .
Us there seems to pi ** ey -
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows , lies and decadence !
And so every single day -
More money , more things , more virgins , more demons .

What do you see for my grimace ,
For make-up, hooded , black-and- white mask ...
Behind a pseudonym for mime for meme ,
Back -MS is not distinguishable from the gray mass ?

Or curve grin out of nowhere ,
In search of raw materials at you Tochal 32 teeth .
Lybu woeful existence smirk Augur .
Intrigues Cheshire tramp from ear to ear.

Yes , it's all I - inquisitive offspring .
Yes, I - the character , the collective image .
Yes, and you made ​​me subconsciously .
Enough with you, now I'm an independent monster .

Security - a rare bird , if God RA
Accurate , as the tradition of (B \ B) ocher .
And I - a child of primordial chaos ,
This little world Faustopodobny me f * losu .

Chorus:
And so every single day -
More money , more things , more virgins , more demons .
But, as of the skin do not go -
The same sky , the same creed, more Ben , damage , gave a demo .
Us there seems to pi ** ey -
Snow thicker and thinner walls, more arrows , lies and decadence !
And so every single day -
More money , more things , more virgins , more demons .

Hero - glory Thief - mountains of gold !
Conservatives - same-sex marriage and naked breakfast.
And I would only witch doctor , were doctors,
But something is sticking out of the back , I either Angel , or Brontosaurus .

We tronic halls, but as barons and vassals of Belshazzar
You start up the blue fat.
All Caudle overboard , I do not Europe with NATO ,
But the fifth year , as I am Russian hip-hop to the west.

Said hold the inheritance , but I - in the buff ,
I manage time ** Bat Cadillac -
READ it Alexandre Dumas ,
Exit , as if nothing had happened and say, " How are you? "

Fama let unbelief whine
Nah ** me your labels : we build an empire from scratch and forever !
While sky Fenrir leash not later
Unleashing shone as with stucco ceiling.