Текст песни Лобковый Ирокез - Игрушки

Toys

Looking out the window to see the fire
Soldiers cut a fairy tale
They destroy our dream
Do not having fluttering with a plastic eye

Babok Bolobok in Fox fur coat
Suddenly turn into the courtyard
There are our enemies soldiers there
Ship in body protein corpses

I again have something with my head
And peace to the power of toys
They ruin my city
And plush target in power

We have all something with your head
And peace in the power of fairy tales
Since childhood reads the voice of the native
And in life everything will be different

Kremlin arson Bengal Fire
Skobi Du Skubi
And clown Ronald all pokes the cake
Nothing to do - the killer

Snow White every day Dwarves sucks
And gnomes then from the Duma
Yes she lives well here
And this seeks a fairy tale