Текст песни Slim - Убери Чётки

We covered six tin
She embraces the pole, in the bathroom removing highway
I do not see separation, striped rod, when he left to left
Everything uporotyh and breathe walls

Time moves the boom, the moon was full on the ceiling
Dissolved in a crowd, as a powder in a flask
Zvuchok ears clearly hews
Colonel Flies on the Volga black

Get your rosary - fuck yeah what I mean?
Steady light in the Kremlin at night
Castle of red brick, covenants Ilyich
As then, too, is now knocking

Deputies do not rushing to Pervatsch
Their rushing golden rain on a yacht at the pier
From luxury whore in kirzachah
I also want to print envelopes

With the five-thousandth denomination bills
In the State Duma to shine his contented fucked
After all, people still take out on their shoulders
In the cellars of the NKVD someone shouted,
But in fact, it is of the wax seal

High five for luck not to get into the camp
Those who are now rotates the wheel circumference
The head can hit the urine,
Then do not fall down to the country, and I'm a big boy

Newly started collecting documents in a box
And at the expense of waste paper,
And soon all pricheshut against the grain of one comb,
But while life flows on my sweat pants with fleece