Текст песни 307 - пирожки от Ловетт

1:
Patties from fishing! It knows the whole London,
Who comes here - does not go hungry.
Although the tasteless meat, but it is worth a penny.
And always the cockroaches are rejected fresh.

2:
Patties from fishing,
The cheapest lunch in the world!
Patties from fishing,
The cheapest lunch!

Different snobs come here ...
But but the gentlemen from our slum,
Picitive ladies and snotty children -
With lust dream about this dinner.

Together:
Patties from fishing!
1 and 3:
The cheapest lunch in the world,
1: Patties from Lovhette ...

3:
See what a gentleman is noble!
You do not want to eat - so go hungry!
2nd:
The smells of drinking strong,
And non-drinking - nose plug apart!

Together:
Patties from fishing!
1 and 3: the cheapest lunch in the world,
1: Patties from Lovhette ...

4: We are smelling fashionable coffee shops.
Very simple and harsh Britain.
And rotten meat of English cows -
It is better stinky French cheeses!

2: Patties from Lovhette
1 and 3: the cheapest lunch in the world,
1: Patties from Lovhette ...

1: without such pies and weekend not a weekend ...
If I were a poet!
3: If you were a poet?
And however ...
1: I would have written if I were a poet
I would write Oyas, fishing from fishing!