Текст песни П.Т.В.П. - Пулю буржую, верёвку ментам

Others look to heaven
And this is not about you,
Remember addresses
And the fuss begins
And it’s not snowing today
Workers go to the tavern.
Of the new pissky good
Build a queue in the gulag!

I vote, choose myself.
I’ll shoot by the rope, the cops!
Wa-pa ba-pa!

When I don’t know, but I’m ready,
And the sky is breaking dawn
And asks y yids again
To the life of coins - No, no, no, no.
I'm sorry I didn’t make out?
Behind a bullet in turn costs!
What, what, what did you want?
Look carefully - a thug!

I vote, choose myself.
I’ll shoot by the rope, the cops!
wa pa ba pa!
wa-pa wa-pa wa-pa ba-pa!

All this will quickly bother
Cops scour in vain
Still run into an arrest
On a busy day, the calendar.
Others look to heaven
And this is not about you,
Remember addresses
And the fuss begins.

I vote, choose myself.
I’ll shoot by the rope, the cops!

wa pa ba pa!
wa-pa wa-pa wa-pa ba-pa-ah!