Текст песни Линия по производству лейкопластыря - Сектанты

There was a guy on the street
With beautiful and fashionable guitar
In his hands was something,
Similar to the word of God.
Grandmothers all at once silenced
Viewed so hard.
A neighbor called her son,
He whispered to something:
"Beware, the sectarians!"

They lead us to heaven,
They will tell us about God,
The fact that free salvation,
We will go to God's love.
Tell that it is not monkey
Our grandmother were
What we have not space junk
From a biblical point of view.
"Beware, the sectarians!"

They are not afraid of anybody,
They all forgive and love,
They have nothing to hide,
And it scares much
And if you run into them,
Run away from them,
And then, God forbid, will be saved,
What if it is unpleasant?
"Beware, the sectarians!"