Текст песни Панк Фракция Красных бригад - По случаю такому

Sometimes this is what I want to say :
Now the stink of bleach on the wall of red uzorchik
As if the world's all shit smeared bed
Another sip will not stop transport
Let them inside the dark
Let rise in my throat com
In vain on the road bridge worn
Hang trolley filled with jam
You blow the brains and I poured salt into the veins
Let the clowns with the big W broke forefathers !
Well, if they can afford good plan
And as a lamp on a leash all hinder the blind
And in the valve votknetsya knife into the membrane