Текст песни Вежливый Отказ - Большевик

BOLSHEVIK

Streets pulled over the horizon,
Haul them Muscovites.
I'm happy with my life,
The whole day I put the bricks.

I'm at work - oh !, I get tired,
I can not finish the motion.
Girls catch.
Drink. To invite
Dance.

Tasty slap.
He clicked his heels.
Under the elbow.
Stomp and knock.

Pulls sock
Dance flow.
Op !, and - jump
Under the ceiling.

Everybody dance!

Ah-ma - hand!
Ah-ma - leg!
Busted glass.
Cracked parquet.

Collapsed balcony!
Hooted neighbor.
To break the wall of fear.

He stamped his foot: no - Moscow.
Stamped another: no - country.

On a continent! On the mainland!
As I am strong! As I am great!

You sly? You would-? You li?

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(Anna-Artsikhovskaya Kuznetsova, Alexander Slynek Roman Suslov)