Текст песни NoizeMC Ляпис Трубецкой - Капитал

I eat gold bars for a vow
Diamond dessert, butter cream
My name is Beelzebub, master of the stratosphere
I'm an unreal cool, my respect is beyond measure

I was cruel and angry when I was small
But now I am a bumpkin but did not become kinder
Since the flood the last feudal lord
I grew up and matured not sickly
I beat despicable hoof forging metal
And quite someone hasn't told me yet
Man thought he saddled me
But I know who really fucked up here
Behind the rise, decline after the jump, collapse
I'm heading for the reefs my captain
Let your admiral introduce himself
Beelzivul Karlovich capital.

Snickers in his left hand,
In the right hand is Mars,
My PR manager Karl Marx.
Snickers in his left hand,
In the right hand is Mars,
My PR manager Karl Marx.
Capital! Capital! Capital! Capital!

People used to imagine me
otherwise
Like a hot horny macho
Holding a trident in his pumped hand
Turning over on the bertelag of sinners
But even though it's tempting to be plastic
It's time to end the outdated image
And I whisper in your ear insinuatingly
Come on, come on lave nail
To be richer than you twice
Beat the districts with every amount spent
With every invoice paid
It doesn't matter with hryvnia, ruble or bunny
Behind the rise, decline after the jump, collapse
I'm heading for the reefs my captain
Let your admiral introduce himself
Beelzivul Karlovich capital.

In the left hand of the Snickers
Mars in the right hand
My PR manager Karl Marx
My face Madonna inside from rotten pears
Everybody kneels orchestra of carcasses.
Capital! Capital! Capital! Capital!