Текст песни оральные хулиганы - гражданская

there are fools and roads with dips
syringes and condoms from a thawed
look out as the snowdrops
policeman searches me gently
says, "thank you" for the hugs
"Do not apologize, Mr.
I was pleased to feel
safe "
ruble bail out buddy
I would drink and spirit cheered
I stood up
I felt like a man
and not servants
wrapped and padded immured
 Four walls
we are children of this cold country
the radiator to warm up
and if you look closely
It is seen as the mold through a crack in the ceiling
It penetrates into the heart

Chorus:
then deserted house
torn notebook
my home country
I will die here

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And in the yard there devchenok, but still in a little head wind
The sandbox shining in the sun fanfuriki picking their children
Every inveterate local residents slowly begin to rave
Over the years, someone took all the neighbors have become friends for you

And it is not with it, all of it waiting for something and always have
My Paradise as a closed attic in the country nine floors,
where cold winter beginning etyat Statement in October
Where killing his years and not finding pride
on cardboard shepnёsh "Who am I now?"

But I still have to pay for her year of his life
And it's like to protect what left a handsome and returned schizo

Chorus.