Spirals

Chorus:
Give me a call , if before the end , until the end
Give me your word , without losing face
Give me your word , its time to spend not in vain
Give me a call , the coolest planet Earth

I hope it's just smoke and not Moscow became hell
And people listen to Kurt , but, but do not go into nirvana
Someone who lives according to the principles , someone who lives on the plan ,
Someone ranting and raving , and someone moves smoothly
And like her husband , and it seems like brother and son
And like the music does not leave bare ,
And for someone my music as aspirin
Losing his mind in words , and the devil take him
Certainly not , but you did not seem to
We all want to make money on the damn old age,
And in this cosmopolitan city is getting crowded
Here plugs already on its way out the door,
But , thanks to Moscow , where I am
Do not get your hands dirty , and without losing honor
There are not many , but there are such ,
I'm sure they are now - here.

Chorus

These areas have long changed,
Tough nut to crack , as well as bald Willis
Pseudo friends pressed plums, and somewhere ducked
Thanks to Dr. Webu for antivirus.
I have the key from the door ,
Aluminate , not a lot of plans
A lot of words , a lot of results.
Airports and land through the porthole ,
Two hours of sleep mode & quot; terminator & quot;
Slowly the snow melts , the words isporyayutsya quickly
And we try to be faster than the shot
Love your loved ones more than the damn number ,
Do not bend the shoulders , let the sky so low
Moscow, I'm tired of you, and on the run
To recharge the battery , and on the south
Moscow smog, change to the cloud

Chorus