Текст песни РаАакушки - Блюз-мент

Who is this Mahaya stick
Who is this hug with a club's forehead
This is our favorite law enforcement officer
This is our father is our God
Cop
And these traces on our body
Who left them whose boots
Our cops are beautiful in business
Our cops are always right

Where you do not need a cop
And where he needs there is no cop.

There someone stole a wallet at the grandmother
Where is the cop?
There someone sells a bag
Where is the cop?
There someone rushes in the bushes
Where is the cop?
The cops are all in their places
Cops are all in their posts

But as soon as more than two
The circle will be drawn to the people
And they will dance in it barefoot
How to drag a mentom next to it.

What a successful word "cops"
It rhymes with the word "cattle"
And if you disagree with me
It is better to stand here away from here