Текст песни Мясокомбинат - Нам не нужен ваш вчерашний борщ

Camera flashes and crowds roar
The clapping and joy of the blind
And into a time-honored ass
The ball of the Russian state is rolling

Can you hear me through this noise?
I am a gouge, not a master of thoughts,
My slogan is not like others:
"I don't need your yesterday's borscht!"

Always think about who to plant,
Putting down your party card, find a new one,
Take a "lamb in a piece of paper" - a ram in a cardboard,
Become a supervisor of the zone, a thief in law ...

"The authorities have no reason to contradict
Hemorrhoids are not worth the candle
They can also cripple
You can sit down, or even lie down "-
We've heard it all before us
Don't you dare this time either

To think if the people need a king
"The Anal Leader", General Secretary,
To say, without remembering the trembling in my knees:
"I don't need your yesterday's borscht!"

The authorities have no reason to be afraid
If you are deprived of everything
Not caring what it seems
You will be funny to many
Tell me that you care
That it's time to throw out what has rotted long ago ...

We don't need your yesterday's borscht!