Текст песни Евгений Чернонос - Номерной вагон бежит-качается

Номерной вагон бежит качается,
Я гоню состав под оборот.
Смена ровно в 3 часа кончается,
А народ в вагон и прет, и прет.

Осторожно, двери закрываются,
Нет же, надо влезть и их держать.
Я и каркнул "Поезд отправляется,
Двери отпустите вашу мать"!

Припев:
Серою скатертью, темный путь стелиться,
Стены бетонные, сумрак впереди.
Но точно знаю я, все переменится,
За перегонами свет в конце пути.

Еду с пол минутным опозданием,
Сзади всех диспетчер тормозит.
Знаю что час-пик не оправдание,
Для того кто всем руководит.

Вот меня проши под напряжением,
Тупо на инструктора гляжу.
Говорю "Я ж не сорвал движение,
Ну прости хреново я вожу"

Припев

Но инструктор дядька понимающий,
По началу он меня послал.
А потом не брошу блин товарища,
Как я с ним полгода откатал.

Проплывает станция с колоннами,
Старый поезд набирает ход.
И гоняя под землей с вагонами,
Я здесь отработал целый год.

Types of carriage runs fro
I drive a part of the turnover.
Change at exactly 3:00 ends
And the people in the car and rushing and rushing.

Be careful, the doors are closing,
No, we must get into and hold them.
I croaked & quot; train departs,
Door release your mother & quot ;!

Chorus:
Brimstone tablecloth travel along a dark path,
The walls are concrete, dusk ahead.
But I know, everything will change,
During distillation light at the end.

Meals with a half minutes late,
Behind all the brake controller.
I know that the rush hour is not an excuse,
For all who are led by.

Here I beg energized
I looked blankly at the instructor.
I say & quot; I'm not ripped movement
Well, just sucks I drive & quot;

Chorus

But the instructor guy understands
In the beginning he sent me.
And then I will not give damn friend,
As I skated with him for six months.

Floats station with columns
Old train picks up speed.
And chasing underground with cars,
I worked here for a year.

License car runs swinging
I chase the composition under the turn.
Clear exactly at 3 o'clock ends,
And people in the car and rushing, and rushing.

Attention, the doors are closing,
No, you have to get to get and keep them.
I drew "the train goes,
Doors release your mother "!

Chorus:
Gray tablecloth, dark path to stew,
Concrete walls, dusura ahead.
But I know exactly what I will change everything,
For distillation light at the end of the way.

Food with a half-minute delay,
Behind all dispatcher slows down.
I know that the rush hour is not justification,
For the one who leads everything.

Here I'm not stressful
Study looking at the instructor.
I say "I did not break the movement,
Well, forgive Krenovo I drive "

Chorus

But the instructor of the uncle understands
At first he sent me.
And then I will not bother damn comrade,
How I celebrated half a year with him.

Floats station with columns,
Old train picks up.
And chasing underground with cars,
I worked here for a whole year.

Types of Carriage Runs Fr
I Drive a Part of the Turnover.
CHANGE AT EXACTLY 3 PM ENDS
And The People in The Car and Rushing and Rushing.

Be Careful, The Doors Are Closing,
No, We Must Get Into and Hold Them.
I Crooked & Quot; Train Departs,
Door Release Your Mother & quot;!

Chorus:
Brimstone TableCloth Travel Along A Dark Path,
The Walls Are Concrete, Dusk Ahead.
But I Know, Everything Will Change,
DURING DISTILLATION LIGHT AT THE END.

Meals with a Half Minutes Late
BEHIND ALL THE BRAKE CONTROLLER.
I know the Rush Hour Is Not An Excuse,
For all Who Are Led By.

HERE I Beg Energized
I LOOKED BLANKLY AT THE INSTRUCTOR.
I say & quot; I'm not Ripped Movement
WELL, JUST SUCKS I DRIVE & QUOT;

Chorus.

But The Instructor Guy Understands
In The Beginning He Sent Me.
And then i Will Not Give Damn Friend,
AS I SKATED WITH HIM FOR SIX MONTHS.

Floats Station With Columns
Old Train Picks Up Speed.
And chasing underground with cash
I WORKED HERE FOR A YEAR.