Текст песни Noize mc - Денежный Дождь

He began to sprinkle barely audible in the morning early -
First, a trifle, a little later the first pieces of paper were sent.
Homeless people, spellbound, put their dirty hands up to the sky,
In the passages, the accordions quietly fell silent.
Iron crawled down the drainpipes
Coins, overflowing the cornices, poured onto the asphalt in streams.
People fought - by lunchtime the drops became more serious,
Those who were smarter, in horror, fell out of the city, until it was too late.
Thunderstorms thundered, but the air smelled not of ozone, but of paint -
Someone joked about Deripaska's downed plane.
Parents tried to hide their children under awnings
But the kids persistently and briskly climbed into the rain.
If hell were like this, there would be more righteous people -
The birds are fighting much more humanely for a handful of crumbs ...
Empty shops, hundreds of thousands of abandoned cars -
No time to waste, because it's time to pick up pennies!

Chorus:
Money rain - freezing depressing downpour
When it is over, everyone will be kinder and happier:
Can't see the sun behind the metallic clouds
And there is no sky - just a heap of paper and a wall of steel ...

Pleased with myself, I give fireworks to the sky
If it wasn't for rain, I wouldn't be rich
With a grin on his face, the package was full of coins
I'll get to the house, I'll estimate the estimate.
I have a suitcase in my hands, but I'm not leaving here!
While watering like this, I calmly spit on troubles,
I yell from the dead and from that carriage
That a siren distracts from the prospecting business.
Give only time and you will see
Yesterday's clerk turn into the beast of the stock exchange
Then we will write down, then we will compare
Which of us could collect and carry more.
The flow did not die down, the delight continued to grow
He threw paper and metal to the sides,
But then he cooled down, the hero was thrown into a sweat!
The announcer said it was raining all over the country.

Chorus.

The seed sprouted nearby with a hundred of the same
Over the years, the miracle flower has grown, becoming more beautiful and taller
Even though foto and put on the poster or on the cover of the magazine
Nothing superfluous, well, the standard of the ideal is straight
Around it all amazed everyone, where did such beauty come from?
And soon the flower became not enough to drink ordinary water
He seemed to be waiting for something, he believed that a miracle would come
It came when the bell rang and people ran
Coins flowed down the trunk and leaves straight to the roots
It rained for two days, accompanied by the screams of children and the screams of mongrels
He eagerly absorbed every last penny
You could only catch a glimpse of the old handsome man in him
Its leaves hung over everything that grew nearby
Hiding from the sun and moisture a world once rich in them
Around the green giant, everything is overgrown with weeds
Now it is watered with only three-digit money
And every time the watering became more abundant
Lily on him with a shower of euros, rubles and hryvnia
Until one day he broke under his own weight
It all started gorgeous, but it didn't end so pompously