Текст песни Послание от Преподобного - Мой толстячок

Right down to the ground take out your cheeks
Though cry, even cry
You are fat
With the priests of the earth take out your bread
Though simple, though sit
You are fat

I want you to do something
I want to remove the belly and dice myself back
I'm sick to sew a suit of sails
Only among the elephants I do not complex
By massage, fitness does not come up, I close
In my sides lost a third masseuse
Here's how! People disappear
Calm down, get thin, it happens

The fat man is he from cheburek
From fat hamburgers with the additive
Zhirokombinat - about these always speak
But you get used to it
You are fat

Donuts, croissants, muffins
Lasagna, stuffed zucchini
Sausages and spaghetti with vetchinoooy
Pancakes, hot dogs and ravioli with shaurmooy
Stuffed cabbage, beshbarmak entrecote
Hot homemade compote
We pour mayonnaise these charms
Here you will ruin it
If you eat after six

Fatties land if all hands took
On the neck of land were beads - 2 times
I clasp