Текст песни Сатана Печёт Блины - весело жить

Caught up in their own nets
In them we were a myth we are fishermen and fish
We drink to the bottom, pull each other to the bottom
Evil lyby gloomy smiles

In the box, the broadcast is live
The adversary is rolled into a concrete layer
We gently press the remotes to the body
Admiring the enemy sunset

Howl fun and ride the pitchfork
Mash out of the red dolls
Pass the pension and go to the grave
The song is screaming and zinging under the spice

Head off your shoulders and eternity splashing jam
Books set fire to you pizdabol Bulgakov
Fun to live and die shamelessly
Mash out of the dolls fuck

Insinuatingly scratching for meaning and principle
In the cloud the crowd break through to the wrong side
Hide the killer in the gardener's garden
Dive into warm boilers without scuba gear

We squeeze blood and sweat from within the tsunami
Let's drink Baikal to the fullness of Baikal
We will smear the sketch with crimson tones
Let's cut everything out to a bright ending
Let's cut everything out for a bright ending

Howl fun and ride the pitchfork
Mash out of the red dolls
Hand over your pension and go to the grave
The song is screaming and ziganging under the spice

Head off your shoulders and eternity splashing jam
Books set fire to you pizdabol Bulgakov
Fun to live and die shamelessly
Mash out of the dolls fuck