Текст песни Пехота Диверсантов - Призраки Коммунизма

Wake up and understand
And it went fuck all
Reality under temper
Giving her a fight again
Loading your tongue
Groping a socket
I'm fucking awesome
I'm caged again.

Day and night moaning days
Day and night pours vodka
Their crowd and we are alone ...
We are sitting in the nest of their gatherings

Around one war
Sin and optimism
Shit stereotypes
And the ghost of communism
He wave his fist
He will say - we are shit
He is the ghost of communism
And to us he is all right.

Day and night moaning days
Day and night pours vodka
Their crowd and we are alone ...
We are sitting in the nest of their gatherings

Everywhere shops, exquisite glass
Float for sale and tear the ceiling
There is a ghostly line and the rustle of their pieces of paper
And in the evening the feeders are locked
Minibuses lodge ghosts
And bucket of pies
And the gopniks stink
Here is their common home
And the beer thumps there
Give way to those
All ghostly rotten
From all carries shit.

Day and night moaning days
Day and night pours vodka
Their crowd and we are alone ...
We are sitting in the nest of their gatherings