Текст песни Дима Браткoff - Пол холодный

Cold Paul under you
As if dick in a bucket of popcorn
Looking for new persons "Petrovich"
these are not living more
And now beer jet
Someone bridge wet
They were fired from work
they are like that

Presentation Alena
Zhighuev, remained blunt
Granny in the doorway
Will not leave - we are here for a long time

over sick loud animals
The dial is spinning in the field
there is a concert Dima Bratkov
For one hundred miles there is no one there

So somehow it comes out,
as if sad is the norm
And the retreat from the road
it's not so bad
Just tactical move
You will run away in the straw
From empty old stories
And the other jokes

We like Jeanne and Suvorkin
we will sleep in your blaver
How on a bench thick pigeon
the road will meet cold

Remove us as simple
How I Remove Rose
This does not need a reason
But we will not restore

No jokes, era

3)
We are with you dolboey
without discounts and benefits