Lyrics старый добрый пригородный поезд - площадь восстания

The area of ​​the uprising
Gray and gloomy buildings
The dead cats hang
on forgotten tram wires
you use shit in ceremonial
Such a fashion, this gloomy code
At Ligovka at the station Gopniki and Bomi
garbage, shit and anti -tank hedgehogs
Autumn comes
And again Shaverm in Lavash
Someone will ask us
But we are already deaf everything
The rains were covered
The universe in which you
You lie in bed
And under the grass you write poetry.
The trams rotted
In abandoned empty depots
They gave birth to you
and threw right out the window
Bomi thumps
at the exit from the metro
They are all diligent
Looking for their bottom
which is nice
collapse forever
Bomi in the blow
go to eternity train
The dog is in Tosno
And there is no more sky for us
everything is very simple
I am writing poetry to order
We have been depressed
After all, we will never reach
Rain in the apartment
in which there is no ceiling
And this autumn
I have already come so as not to leave
We are all the scum
It's time to take it to a landfill