Текст песни Оружие Морального Разложения - Ногой по Голове

And, behold, I woke up in the morning -
It is worth a bottle of cognac.
I drink it all
And I wait for their favorite.
She would come and ask me:
Well, where's the bitch, you were.
Come soon passes,
Now you get pussy

ETC-
I hit his foot on the head
And the joy is multiplied in me
Then he looked into her eyes
And he gave her in the jaw with a fist

I hate your mother.
It prevents me thump
She came to me, and I
He was angry and drunk, well, as always.
She shouted at me,
I watched as the vampire,
And I came up with a smile
And the knife entered her liver.

ETC-
I hit his foot on the head
And the joy is multiplied in me
Then he looked into her eyes
And he gave her in the jaw with a fist