Текст песни Караоке Бутырка - По этапу

By the stage, with the verdict on the hands
Between stations, having thrown off news in a post office
Stop, in my life on earth
Where there is no life, there are no conveniences and lawlessness
There are no conveniences and lawlessness

The body is here, but the soul is far away
I spit in a half-drunk convoy
The body is here to report to the cops.
And the soul, where the mother gave birth
(2 times)

We are shaking, the whole shabby car
Cell in a cage, overlapped oxygen
And salty, fed fish for lunch
The tap is closed, and there is simply no water
And water, there is simply no

Refrain 2 times

Loss