PAL:
Of you get blind, what they want.
After all, it is not a reason for pride, that you are from another test.
And not in vain in this dark leaving,
Turn off the light in the shower and close the heart.
Of you get blind, what they want.
After all, it is not a reason for pride, that you are from another test.
And not in vain in this dark leaving,
Turn off the light in the shower and close the heart.
The eyes chained, both telly and comp,
There are no people visible, shadows flashes among the catacombs.
Where faith is only food for icons and as if jokes,
In your boat, everyone floats with a hare, be a good.
Here only run, and only conscience will torture.
In a country where chambers for patients and deputies.
And you did not forget everything that screams from books,
Come on, at least something risk while in the soul of Vera sparks.
From constant screaming inner voice hoar,
And as if the ones were the ones, these stripes were three,
And you look at all this without through the lens.
Now click on the REC, if not gone appetite.
Chorus:
Thank you, Volodya]
Goodwin:
Soon the special services will learn this verse thoroughly,
This track will not pay any mug.
I truly, but easier to put me crazy
So that even my appendicitis is cut out by censorship.
And the newspapers lie, the telly is lying, the radio is lying
The shop will cover, if the truth suddenly pleases.
Are you honest and you do not pay for all this show? Come on.
If you are a voice of the people, then only chocolate.
You are in sight, but all the mutter is sophisticated,
At your conscience, hundreds of skeletons, even close the cabinet.
On other people's bones, atponing houses and parking lots.
Soon in Moscow put the temple of the Blessed Barkov?
For this cases do not have sex and do not choose me,
And they will pretend that I'm just a distraught jester.
But to argue that in our country everything is pi * dato,
You need to be either an idiot or a deputy.
KORE:
Remove the camera and the microphone,
This is Wu, this is an unsuitable tone for the air, it is
Apparently so rewound us editor,
What is not clear to anyone that this is we rzhym there.
Yes, we just undermined the White House,
We are rappers, no work, and Hu * and do that
US ? Crosses, village, marginal, we
Working class and us until you like to the moon
On foot, but I x * i will be a bag here
The foundation of each rat would lay a powder
And knocking, as a result, no rats and everything is in place,
Russia is hardly respected and Hu * in me here.
Kings to death ruled, and now they choose like bl * dei,
But these bl * di will rule us now.
Think, do we wait for us a good, brother.
It is not for the air, the camera is on * yy removed.
