Текст песни пионерлагерь пыльная радуга - 1.Дуальный Пастор

and is not that a war
but yes it is a war
and not something that would be a prison
but yes it is a prison
and not to cry and eat
but yes I cried and ate
and not something that would fly ohuel
but yes hallelujah Heil

Your dual Pastor
your Pocket Monster
your sodden patch
your crumpled poster
Your misguided lecturer
Your granite sphincter
your colorless range
your tired hitler

and not what the world would not fluffy
but the world is not so fluffy
and not something that would be a fascist Pope
but yes dad a fascist
and not that soup hearts
but yes soup hearts
and is not that all of us fucked
but yes holokast Juan lava

my dual Pastor
my funny hipster
my clumsy wizard
My Bloody Mr.
my last hostel
my legless twister
I burnt my gospel
My cocks shot

And it is not something that would be stifled and tears
but yes choking and tears
And it is not something that would be a slob and cattle
but yes in the fucking mouth
and not something that would laugh and not wait
but yes to laugh and not wait
and not something that would damn old
but so old old whore

Your dual Pastor
your Pocket Monster
your sodden patch
Your drunken sponsor
Your misguided lecturer
Your granite sphincter
your colorless range
your tired hitler
my dual Pastor
my funny hipster
my sodden patch
My Bloody Mr.
my last hostel
my legless twister
my fucking gospel
My cocks shot