Текст песни Блуждающий Лес - Мировая политика

I'm on my own I'm not a party member
I'm a simple provincial guy
I'm a hater of political systems
I never elect anyone for president

They're all fagots
They're all freaks
They are all Ganduras
They're all ball players

I plant potatoes and eat them myself
I'm not a party member I'm not a party member
I don’t point a pen at your newsletter
After all, every candidate in him is a complete deer

They're all fagots
They're all freaks
They are all Ganduras
They're all ball players

All politics fuck politicians in their cunt
Bitches started a war again
You should all be sent to the front
And fill everyone's belly with bullets

They're all fagots
They're all freaks
They are all Ganduras
They're all ball players

The story was dispelled like cigarette smoke
As if added to alcohol water
But everyone's hands are still bloody
Childhood complexes lack of love

They're all fagots
They're all freaks
They are all Ganduras
They're all ball players