Текст песни Klowns - Война

WAR

The doors are open, the whole world before thee
The owner lives pampered by fate
Impunity, huge bills
All your problems are solved buck always

We are all equal, but you are & quot; smoother & quot;
Papa-cones for their children,
Whatever they did - always otmazhutsya
To kill, to shoot down the car - yes, this is war

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War!
With us!
War!
To death!
War!
Day after day!
War!

Chain of Dogs, the new Gestapo
Everything is done cautiously, not getting them into the hands of
The war comes, will not do without losses
Who care about the tears of mothers with many children?

And the merchants in the temple in cassocks Judah
All your faith - gold on a platter
And let your flock paradise waits always,
Church business. Yes, this is war

War!
With us!
War!
To death!
War!
Day after day!
War!

They do not mean anything to our words
Over a peaceful march laugh again
But there will be a day, thunder storm
And a volley of rifles say his word
Our word

War!
With them!
War!
To death!
War!
Day after day!
War!