| We have lived too long in the Yellow House, if you have children, it is better not to | 
| meet | 
| With this, remember the meeting with the coma, but it will not be discussed today. | 
| We learned here that there are Two Sides of the Medal. | 
| - What's the matter? | 
| - Guys, this is not the place to make a fuss, this is not the time to discuss details, | 
| If we want a miracle, let's get out of here without being pale, well, why are you up? | 
| Byba cuts out the light. | 
| Let's get out, climb over the fence, that's the whole secret. | 
| — Maybe through the roof? | 
| - Not. | 
| — Through the back door? | 
| - Not. | 
| — Through the main entrance? | 
| — Yes, no, through a hole in the window. | 
| Minimum fuss, be careful, there may be nails! | 
| Then the question arose: how will we get off? | 
| It's not easy at all! | 
| Cool down, we just need to get a sheet. | 
| Chorus: | 
| We are running from the Yellow House, life beyond the fence is not familiar to us. | 
| This is the beginning of the second album, but we will return anyway. | 
| We are running from the Yellow House, life beyond the fence is not familiar to us. | 
| This is the beginning of the second album, but we will return anyway. | 
| Having cut the sheet, everyone is lying on mattresses, the landing party was about to jump from the first | 
| floors. | 
| On courage without jitters, we need to run, let's get out of here until we are here | 
| surround. | 
| Amir has a disguise, his face is like a solid band-aid, with his grandfather in ** sleigh pants. | 
| - Amych, why the fuck did he give up?! | 
| Amych says goodbye to him in tears: | 
| — Sorry, not this time. | 
| - All right, guys, let's go! | 
| Grandpa, don't forget about us. | 
| Exhausted by a three-week diet, Achimas knocks down the bars on the windows, like beavers | 
| trees. | 
| Olezha is also in business, picking his nose, dreaming of a piece of sausage, but that's not the point. | 
| And here it is a window sill, about half a meter high, the grandfather in ** sleigh pants wished: "Fair wind!" | 
| We go down, like rock climbers from such a height, through the fence: | 
| - Hi guys! | 
| What didn't you expect? | 
| Here we are! | 
| Chorus: | 
| We are running from the Yellow House, life beyond the fence is not familiar to us. | 
| This is the beginning of the second album, but we will return anyway. | 
| We are running from the Yellow House, life beyond the fence is not familiar to us. | 
| This is the beginning of the second album, but we will return anyway. | 
| And behind the fence, the roar of motors in chorus and the city, like a big box from crows, we drive, | 
| mice in holes | 
| They feed us with loud conversations, you can’t argue, in any case, it’s not in vain that I sandwich | 
| took. | 
| We are on X, night, crowds and elites sleep, monoliths sing a lullaby to the districts, | 
| On TV, the giants of the word erase my years, there is probably a benefit. | 
| Fuck Dat! | 
| Go Down! | 
| Behind a closed door in an endless party, these children are heroes and Harry teaches them to play, | 
| The question is in the air: Why are the streets empty? | 
| From space answer: At the behest of the pike. | 
| The Firebirds are looking for Somebody's Love. | 
| I'm sorry, you have to take it easy. | 
| Lave is not a word. | 
| Swag is style. | 
| And how good it was at home, guys, wait! | 
| Turn the boat around, it's not that yellow! | 
| Chorus: | 
| We are running from the Yellow House, life beyond the fence is not familiar to us. | 
| This is the beginning of the second album, but we will return anyway. | 
| We are running from the Yellow House, life beyond the fence is not familiar to us. | 
| This is the beginning of the second album, but we will return anyway. |