Lyrics Федул Жадный - Город

Facades of buildings - unwashed persons
Streets - Drew Pages
From the textbook of yellow literature
There is no architecture here.
Residence permit from the window
Water with fresh cast iron
From birth here is a loss of weather forecasts
City - Huge Panoptic

Crowd on the traffic light rus
And someone from the crowd yells
Potache there is a child after all
And who is someone like a bear
Human nature evil crown
Not clear mother or father
You look please like this yes
And chest have and beard

Holes entrances open mouths
Solish with the walls of the seats on the courts
Over time, the faces are erased here.
Words latter to the area
In everything combination of cardboard and steel
From this are the highways here
And reducing all this nonsense
Going around the city of Lion cannoded.