Текст песни X-meatles - Третья мировая

In the evening, sitting at home , sad
Think about the machine
A sister sits deep in ambush
Bomb making of toilet paper

World War III
Fights my grandfather and sister
In the course there are pans, crashing on me
And I sit and wait for the end

Again, the plates fly , whistle
My room - a zone number five
Screams , moans , and all again
And I'm starting to play again

World War III
Fights my grandfather and sister
In the course there are pans, crashing on me
And I sit and wait for the end