I wake up in the toilets
Stinking of alcohol.
Who am I? I can not remember …
Not sure I want to know.
Beer stains on my clothes
Visible under neon light.
They tell me every morning
On another sour at night.
I — a lover of the bottle
He was born here, grew up here, here and die.
Propyl all their brains.
My father — a grinning mordovorot.
My mother was a bitch.
But it was love at first sip
They practiced what they liked.
Behind the bar a pub — outside I’ve never been.
Behind the bar a pub — my world — drunken dreams.
Behind the bar a pub — live my life — it’s a trap.
For, for, for, at the bar pub.
Hey, bartender, you’re my hero!
One pile!
You are doing such a fantastic grandmother
At the same time, you can plunk in the workplace. Beauty!
I — drunk.
He was born here, grew up here, here and die.
Propyl all their brains.
I do not need clean air.
I do not like oxygen.
Cigarette smoke keeps me better.
So call me «drunk.»
Behind the bar a pub — outside I’ve never been.
Behind the bar a pub — my world — drunken dreams.
Behind the bar a pub — live my life — it’s a trap.
For, for, for, at the bar pub.