Рауль Дюк - Страх и ненависть в Лас-Вегасе - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We had two bags of weed, seventy-five mescaline tablets, 5 packs of acid, half a salt shaker of cocaine, and an endless supply of tranquilizers of all varieties and colors, as well as tequila, rum, a case of beer, a pint of pure ether, and amylonitrate. Not that this is a necessary supply for the trip, but once I start collecting dope, it becomes difficult. The only concern was the ether, there is nothing more helpless, irresponsible and corrupted than ethereal zombies, I knew that sooner or later we would switch to this rubbish.