Текст песни A political scum - Эпоха новых стандартов

Time to pay the debt,
It is unlikely that you know the price
The era of new standards
Life under the old scheme,
Fuck to write on the walls,
Or read in the newspapers,
By vectors down there
Where the answers are not important.
Where are you only unit
On the sidelines of ink, dead souls,
That only know how to listen,
No worse and no better than a million of these, though,
Who is poor, and who will soon decide once again.
Do you hear?
In the life of the entrance through the cashier,
Death still free, do not miss the chance.
Tomorrow, maybe you'll be the first to
In turn those who have lost their nerve.
Right? For our weakness paying children.
Knowledge Day - the day of the money, the future they do not shine.
While engine light flashing lights on the counter,
Lethargy minds, changed the status of "forever."