Текст песни Ленинская комната - Мой дед был панком

He always gets up with a hangover
And shaking hands
Babs "Whiteor", let with Machorka and what!
He pulls jeans, clothes his beeres
And putting fille
He goes to a punk concert.
My grandfather was Punk,
He was a puncture ...
Yes, he was a Punk,
He was a puncture ...
This old hell with a guitar will show a lot.
He plays in the Urals better than Jimmy Page himself,
He dramatically go on strings,
People nervously shudder
And his evening will begin, and the punk concert will begin.
My grandfather was Punk,
He was a puncture ...
Yes, he was a Punk,
He was a puncture ...