Текст песни Лешак - Блаженный

The pigs are eating slops
Women go to church,
Local Nerd Only
I woke up in a puddle.

Every day: solid joy
Every night is a song
Howls at the moon at night
In the afternoon, he walks to church.

All the priests meet him:
They say "blessed"
pokes them in the face with a smile
Hefty kukish!

But once after drinking vodka,
One and a half bottles,
The idiot saddled his grandmother,
What gave him drink
Carried him forward
better than a mare.
The dolt galloped to the church,
He threw his horse
To the abbot - I am fat
I blew my nose into my beard,
Yes, in a dope perpoin
I stumbled over a step.
But rose very quickly
And writing in my pants,
The guy moved to the altar
Fart, swear.

Perched on the altar
Yes the pants fell off
With a bang, a groan and a groan
The coffin has climbed
Striking the icons, crawled over the faces,
Brown grace
Here, mother, millet porridge!