Текст песни masted - хиппи-зэк

if all the rules when I was with you in order
If you need a creative flo here'm not a hero
trumps all merged with the little brothers sitting Sotk
in pink tights dig third hundred
caps send me a letter in an envelope with the will,
svidanki long each day as a member of a long Paul will
60 years old, I was already an old man of what the whip on the pen I planted
I wanted to substitute all who were close to me, but a chemist merged
He threw the spoon into my Bosko, when I ate honey
and spoon the syrup that was shit
That's how we break the system ax spoil porridge
Now I like Rambo in the potato fields Pasha
I sit down on the stumps, smoke a cigarette, I give the mowers' brother
I give the mowers' brother
I give the mowers' brother

If you sat on penёl should give me a chopper
If I sit down, you'll have to understand everything
there is no money rule the world, and the trees and bushes
if the tree is killed, a new hive is now Sadi