Lyrics Bubble Guns - Богатые Тоже Плачут
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мир сошел с ума
каждый сам за себя
бежим и крутим полюса
внутри колеса мы
и каждый день
это одна большая стирка искренне
иногда чувствую себя
как телефоны дисковые
и от такого рейса взрослея сходишь с рельс
и даже детские мечты сменяет покер фейс
как у леди гаги, ты ты ты ловишь лаги
во взрослом королевстве действует только бумагия
кто то готов на все ради стопки банкнот
а кто то стопку водки ведь он теперь банкрот
а мой достаток, чтобы лет до ста ток по венам
и после каждого урока - перемена
припев
и знаешь ли
богатые тоже плачут
смотри на жизнь, иначе
давление скачет опять
н не спать и не встать
бывают дни
когда лимит истрачен
смотри на жизнь, иначе
забываем что значит
просто просто мечтать.
куплет 2
мечты после работы о телеэкране
обедах в ресторане и отдыхе на майами
или хотя бы на балконе
и не так много money
и не так много манит уже
и мысли лишь о том как отдать долги
затянув пояса чуть чуть потуже
или ремонт целый год
и как натянуть потолки
хлопот полон рот
а не бегом босиком по лужам
куда то подевалось все волшебство
мир реальный пресный, кому он нужен?
раньше была Барто, а теперь и бордо не то
пусть даже и под дорадо и на званный ужин
припев
и знаешь ли
богатые тоже плачут
смотри на жизнь, иначе
давление скачет опять
н не спать и не встать
бывают дни
когда лимит истрачен
смотри на жизнь, иначе
забываем что значит
просто просто мечтать.
world has gone mad
every man for himself
Run and spin the poles
inside the wheel we
and every day
this is one big wash sincerely
sometimes I feel
as telephones disk
and from such a voyage growing up off the rails
and even children's dreams are replaced by poker face
like a lady eider, you're you catching lags
In the adult kingdom there is only paper
someone is ready for anything for the sake of a stack of banknotes
and someone is a pile of vodka because he is now bankrupt
but my prosperity, so that, up to a hundred years, the current through the veins
and after each lesson - a change
chorus
and do you know
the rich also cry
look at life, otherwise
pressure rushes again
Do not sleep or stand up
there are days
when the limit is spent
look at life, otherwise
forget what it means
just just a dream.
couplet 2
dreams after work on the TV screen
dinners at the restaurant and rest on miami
or at least on the balcony
and not much money
and not so much beckons already
and thoughts only about how to repay debts
tightening the belts a little bit tighter
or repair a whole year
and how to stretch ceilings
trouble is full of mouth
but not running barefoot in puddles
where did all the magic go
a real real world, who needs it?
before was Barto, and now the Bordeaux is not either
even under dorado and dinner
chorus
and do you know
the rich also cry
look at life, otherwise
pressure rushes again
Do not sleep or stand up
there are days
when the limit is spent
look at life, otherwise
forget what it means
just just a dream.
every man for himself
Run and spin the poles
inside the wheel we
and every day
this is one big wash sincerely
sometimes I feel
as telephones disk
and from such a voyage growing up off the rails
and even children's dreams are replaced by poker face
like a lady eider, you're you catching lags
In the adult kingdom there is only paper
someone is ready for anything for the sake of a stack of banknotes
and someone is a pile of vodka because he is now bankrupt
but my prosperity, so that, up to a hundred years, the current through the veins
and after each lesson - a change
chorus
and do you know
the rich also cry
look at life, otherwise
pressure rushes again
Do not sleep or stand up
there are days
when the limit is spent
look at life, otherwise
forget what it means
just just a dream.
couplet 2
dreams after work on the TV screen
dinners at the restaurant and rest on miami
or at least on the balcony
and not much money
and not so much beckons already
and thoughts only about how to repay debts
tightening the belts a little bit tighter
or repair a whole year
and how to stretch ceilings
trouble is full of mouth
but not running barefoot in puddles
where did all the magic go
a real real world, who needs it?
before was Barto, and now the Bordeaux is not either
even under dorado and dinner
chorus
and do you know
the rich also cry
look at life, otherwise
pressure rushes again
Do not sleep or stand up
there are days
when the limit is spent
look at life, otherwise
forget what it means
just just a dream.