Текст песни Иван Летов - Все идет по плану

The boundaries of the key are broken in half,
And our father Lenin completely sank,
It decomposed into mold and linden honey,
And perestroika, everything goes and goes according to plan,
And all the dirt turned into bare ice.

And everything goes according to plan ...
Everything goes according to plan...

And my soul wanted to rest
I promised her not to participate in the war game,
But on the cap on my sickle and hammer and star,
How touching is the sickle and hammer and star,
A dashing waiting lamp dangles

And everything goes according to plan ...
Everything goes according to plan...

And my wife fed the crowd
With a world fist trampled her breasts
Freedom tore at her with popular freedom
So bury her in Christ!