Lyrics Padla Bear Outfit - Революция

revolution of roots and grass
hello, I'm very pleased you
sorry, I have not had time
aside quietly did not really like it
Mr. Spica is the food.
says she is not rotten
remember yesterday's dinner
on what oil the neighbor was prepared

shit in the pipe
the bells are rustling about you
for you longs for a preliminary cosiness
if nod means well
means find out
then we play under the pillow in the vice
kizhi move to the solovki
he was too smart a poor thing
he was strangled by a fragrant vest

Revolution of mushrooms on foot
speak quietly here the KGB iPod
there are electronic stones
here extrasensory shutters
from the words of the last shell
your eyes glow gently

only these eyes
need lubrication
when hissing
about the native land of a fairy tale
only these eyes
need lubrication
when hissing
about the native land of a fairy tale

when the last worker falls asleep waking up
when the last worker falls asleep waking up
when the last worker falls asleep
when the last worker falls asleep
when the last worker falls asleep
when the last worker falls asleep
when the last worker falls asleep
when the last worker falls asleep
when the last worker falls asleep
when the last worker falls asleep
working worker