Текст песни советский - Чётче

The dead junk collapsed after a slap in the air
From the power of a pair of plush
It’s not so bad to walk with a thick hare
But stop shoving Western rubbish in your head
After all, before the chopping block in Valhalla, everyone will remember the Lord and Buddha and Allah
Fuck the channels right for cash sold to the hulks
I will not change Alyonka for a can of Coca Cola cool
Calla feces in a ditch her ciao cocoa cowboys I put
On the valves are your kilo calla kilograms
It’s not like a stitch that sewn a shield famously as I hit a killer
Cunning as he already hit the jackpot becoming the best
Zhirik as Bush as a clown needed
Cook guns we go hunting
Nehui gasp and groan under the windows ocher is growing
The guard is grazing Oh how early henna wiped all this pus from the screen
Caravan goes from Iran to Iraq and fucks Irakli crayfish with cancer
Bravo to your countries I like
Cancerous tumor of the rules
I would correct you but you will not fix Yefim
From films one with Flipper
For fili corephanyl in kuzminki with chantropa
At Auchan, our coven went to the ball spending time
180-pivoting body at the sight of the trash emblem
When not methyl in demobilization but threw the university
Belief in justice roared relying on vermouth but problems turned out to be stronger
O curb grinding off barrecks
The bar thumped counting pennies as if accounting
We take into account that it is in honor to be clear, but we only honor black dots
The quality is not very text about anything but clearer than the moon is seen during the day