Текст песни Вскрытие покажет - Автостоп

Before the one hundred kilometers left
Need to drive the smallest
Fucking padla on the ebony wheelbarrow
On the puddle drove, I was zafarschmachil

Stand three hours on the sideline, cold
But, here it slows down the lowered pelvis
Rustic cattle comes out with chains
One time to charge in the eye

Bought boots on cherished weave
Uubanny in the trash, in some kind of fad
Just managed to pour into the throat
Stopped a wagon. What is waiting ahead?!

"Rolton" in the cafe, in the bite of Cheburek
Long barbell, vature, man
Such tramps are close to me in spirit
If the pants do not stick to me hand