Lyrics Дефлораторы - Кабы не было бухла
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Кабы не было бухла, в городах и селах
Никогда бы не знали мы этих дней веселых
Не блевал бы честной люд на других прохожих
Не дышал бы перегаром и не бил бы рожи
Кабы не было травы, в городах и селах
Никогда бы не знали мы этих дней бы клевых
Не смеялся бы народ от серьезных мыслей
И в подъездах не стоял дым бы коромыслом
Кабы не было колес, в городах и селах
Никогда бы не знали мы этих дней мазовых
Не сидели бы мы все грядкой по подвалам
Не валялись бы без сил, не воняли бы калом
Кабы не был героин, в городах и странах
Никогда бы не знали мы никаких кумаров
Не варили бы его зажигалкой в ложке
По ноздрям бы не пускали белые дорожки
Никогда бы не знали мы этих дней веселых
Не блевал бы честной люд на других прохожих
Не дышал бы перегаром и не бил бы рожи
Кабы не было травы, в городах и селах
Никогда бы не знали мы этих дней бы клевых
Не смеялся бы народ от серьезных мыслей
И в подъездах не стоял дым бы коромыслом
Кабы не было колес, в городах и селах
Никогда бы не знали мы этих дней мазовых
Не сидели бы мы все грядкой по подвалам
Не валялись бы без сил, не воняли бы калом
Кабы не был героин, в городах и странах
Никогда бы не знали мы никаких кумаров
Не варили бы его зажигалкой в ложке
По ноздрям бы не пускали белые дорожки
If there was no booze, in cities and villages
We would never have known these merry days
Honest people would not throw up at other passers-by
I would not breathe fumes and make faces
If there was no grass, in cities and villages
We would never have known these days would be cool
People would not laugh at serious thoughts
And there would not be smoke in the porches
If there were no wheels, in cities and villages
We would never have known these days of masters
We would not all be sitting in a garden in the basements
Wouldn't wallow without strength, wouldn't stink of feces
If there was no heroin, in cities and countries
We would never know any cougars
Wouldn't boil it with a lighter in a spoon
White paths would not be allowed down the nostrils
We would never have known these merry days
Honest people would not throw up at other passers-by
I would not breathe fumes and make faces
If there was no grass, in cities and villages
We would never have known these days would be cool
People would not laugh at serious thoughts
And there would not be smoke in the porches
If there were no wheels, in cities and villages
We would never have known these days of masters
We would not all be sitting in a garden in the basements
Wouldn't wallow without strength, wouldn't stink of feces
If there was no heroin, in cities and countries
We would never know any cougars
Wouldn't boil it with a lighter in a spoon
White paths would not be allowed down the nostrils