Текст песни ПП - Ария Консервной Банки

In me were sprats and pretzels
I opened someone's birthday
They praised me for different tastes
Around me was a noisy Tusa

Etc.

I Tin
Iron this
For the life of rest
Lying, oh * evayu.

Devastated me and lowered down
Five minutes later came chuvachok
And he threw me your stinking bull.

Etc.

I am five years old stood on the cornices
Who would want that in me and spat
Kotyara did not hesitate to walk in my
I dream of his hairy eggs

Etc.

But Uncle cleaner came and cleaned.
He threw on the ground, in the football played.
Homeless people came and carried off to the ferrous metal.
Eat from me again delicious lunch

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