Текст песни ДвухКанальные - Бездушный Запад

Chorus:

West. lifeless public mainstream. And there is no soul in it.
People are immersed, not knowing that they poisoned water body absorbs.

Boga:

In the red-Moscow Sheremetyevo Express
Overweight persons are going to impose a stable income
Ever bother secular rumor
Probably feel dumb now abandoned.

It is reasonable to have thirty more
There inviolable standards of western names
The girls in the video darkness, and press the pocket fatter,
I will win the top musical career on the rise.

I have headphones with a good sound, the noise around
Signals swearing, kneading on vyebone night
By Nawara stretches bulk grasping hands
The total flow to shove, it is unlikely anyone will be able to help.

Where are you going all this is normal anyway?
Rodeo eternal, not the world exists quietly
Guys longer svega son going on a horse
I remain thus fartsa street music.

There's no soul preparing to hit next
And all of them cut in to repeat subconsciously
Diversity imaginary similarities and,
Now the audience too ashamed to call me the election.

likitriq:

I've been there already. and bottom saw flounder legs.
heartlessly grinning foolishly force,
knowing whether the condemned man even strict devotee of ideas,
He plunged the style.

muzlo played purely for Pontus,
the words did not matter in the atmosphere that,
We all forces mowed down by the caliph and Lamont,
bombed dozens couplets and useless ..

pounding in the veins of Choteau ... terrible.
the soul is forgotten and remained tarnished.
After all music should be from the heart and not for everyone,
I looked up and asked him to get me out of the west.

there is no feeling. no emotion even.
and it depends on the motivation of the rich pontoreza,
he did not like .. aching and not made up,
such that the bed because of the bubble did not climb.

they did not know the truth and fight,
leaving the skukota snotty svistoplyasam.
and now, two channel we press we
for that I was insensitive ...