Текст песни РАмашки - Face Control

In the sorts, we wish, we will not fly kozlov and even mole

Tired of the entrance to the entrance to the script for the syringe to get the newspapers Dalpres
Yes to reach your door to jump over the Beach through the crowd of left people on the floor stairs My ended patience I got up with a dock at the door and not one with me grandmother that she was yelling on all people and our fierce defense at home all the stronger launch only her share of not lasting guests

In the sorts, we wish, we will not fly kozlov and even mole
Yes where are you bitch ply runs fais control

It was good immediately and still cleanliness everywhere around and tidy became our house yes for Shebi to drive strangers not be labeled only if those with a knife are a dude run
my ended patience got up with a tank at the door and not one with me grandmother that she was yelling on all people and our fierce defense at home all the strongest launch only her share of not laid guests

In the sorts, we wish, we will not fly kozlov and even mole
Yes where are you bitch ply runs fais control