Текст песни Автоматические Удовлетворители - Мухи

My hands before going to bed, dinner,
Flies stick to your hands.
They spread the infection and trouble,
Skin and flesh torn to pieces.

Flies delve into heaps of garbage,
Eat our shit with you,
After them, we suffer from diarrhea
And disappear into the darkness of oblivion

All of them! At the end of last ounce of strength,
Eating too have disease cutter,
And flies crawl into our graves
Children lay their eggs in the eyes.

Flies digging in a pile of garbage,
Eat our shit with you,
After them, we suffer from diarrhea
And disappear into the darkness of oblivion

Sticky fingers, mouse paws
Will be one of us drink our juices
But they do not need to poison hlorofozom
We without them so difficult to live

Flies delve into heaps of garbage,
Eat our shit with you,
After them, we suffer from diarrhea
And disappear into the darkness of oblivion

Flies delve into heaps of garbage,
Eat our shit with you,
After them, we suffer from diarrhea
And disappear into the darkness of oblivion