Текст песни Рабочий Рот - Про милицию

about militia
Who , then , they inhibit
The one who brought down out of the rut
In any bark and plant
All those who do not respect authority
Package grass , a bottle of vodka
All this is a reason for disassembly
With sugary formless Kent
The people nicknamed cop
I do not want to teach those postures
The threats are not terrible
You show interest
By " people " with churekskim interface
Close your experiences with me
After all, I'm not that star
At the bottom of the glass sway
We of supervisory assholes