Текст песни Скрябин - ми любим цю країну без вазеліну

We - the children of the generation of panel houses
And our nightclubs - a bus stop,
Morning drink rum cola in the afternoon - beer,
Otherwise we will not vmiyem, we are simply not taught.
We are all here as dolls, dress in peas,
Free "abazhayem" because we have no sho eat,
But on big-boards suddenly muzzle
Beat in the chest expensive jackets.

Chorus:
We love this country without Vaseline!
We love this country without Vaseline!
We love this country without Vaseline!
For eighteen years the country dear!

Nothing we did not shine, it is time to understand,
Save our children, since the steering bandits.
For them, we - the biomass as second-class meat,
And dogs skormlyat us how to be as them.
We covered the conscience pants,
And only in pockets waving fists,
But on big-boards suddenly muzzle
Beat in the chest expensive jackets.

Chorus.

We love this country without Vaseline!
We love this country without Vaseline!
We love this country without Vaseline!
For eighteen years the country dear!