Текст песни FPG - Алкоголь

I pour a glass C2H5OH
Now I drink it, I will take on board the ship
Now I drink it and I say, " fucking ! "
I come off the ground , in the heavenly heights vzlechu

I'm drunk again and pleased with himself ... Alcohol !

We drink anything that burns , all giving on the head
We do not care at all - would degrees in the gut
And we are all uneasy , but would fall into the throat
If only there was wine , beer and vodka

I'm drunk again and pleased with himself ... Alcohol !

Spitting on the street in the autumn or winter -
The weather depends on the amount of booze
Spitting on the street in May or July -
I pour , pour , and drink !

Alcohol !