Текст песни ШУМНЫЕ И УГРОЖАЮЩИЕ ВЫХОДКИ х СПАЗТАСТИК ВАЙФУ - кассиус клейн

Childhood passed fucking, slouching
From the 95th I began to fall.
I met the two thousandth year in the hospital
And I realized that God fucked my opinion in my mouth.
I remember lying around with a powder on the ass
And he cursed with his mother, asked for an ice cream.
And in 2015 somewhere in the oil industry
He screamed and screamed, breaking the bridle of the cock.
More than homeland, I hate the smell of meat.
More than homeland, I hate the smell of meat.

Here the beggars stripped the sacred in dry closets.
The country is farther from the gods hiding in the bushes.
On a rusty scooter made by MED IN CHINA
In addition to their bones, someone wants to break their lives.
In the eighth, I was the first to swell
Somewhere on the Komsomol, pivas sucks
For the first time in my nineteen eighty
In the lamb garbage bin after a drunken robbery.
More than homeland, I hate the smell of meat
More than homeland, I hate the smell of meat

For twenty-odd years I have not found a reason
So that in the end, do not tear yourself fucking
I was told in my childhood "WE NEED TO GROW MUSCHIN"
I grew up and don’t even know how to hold a soldering iron.
I'm an adult boy, I pay for cable TV,
I myself buy lean mayonnaise for dinner.
I hardly keep vomiting colliding with my relatives.
Stronger than myself I hate only my homeland.
More than homeland, I hate the smell of meat.