Текст песни F.P.G. - Не сдох

YOU - chewing everything that shit anal pops in you
EVERYONE - who cares not about the essence, but about the pop star’s ass
In MOUTH looking, pop star catching every sweet sigh -
FUCK you in the drawbar, so as not to happen, with an epigram -

    PUNK IS NOT A HEALTH!

Every day, from year to year, pop sound puts pressure on my ears
Howls of whores, fagos and bitches
Those who cover dullness with a mask of pseudo-beauty
And the lack of talent - the elasticity of the pussy

    You dreaming of becoming a super pop star
    I will give one advice to everyone - suck the bourgeoisie
    And then, in an instant, even if you're a moron
    If you have money, you will become number one

Show business pours seed into the bosom of pop cunts
And a new star crawls to replace
And while the cunt gives birth, show business is booming
Poisoning bastards life, punk never dies

    PUNK IS NOT A HEALTH!