Текст песни Ритуальные Услуги - Все не так

I am catching up with cops
Sliped paths on these streets
The way of life was digging a hole
But the cops excavated me

I try not to fall in the way
Running from new problems
They shout to me: "Stop up!" "
But I do not care about it captive

You can't buy my freedom
You can't overshadow my mind
The desire for freedom
My personal prerogative
A

What is wrong?
And everything is wrong.
And what's wrong?
And everything is wrong.

Kiss me everywhere
I don't know how to get better
It seems Puma and Nike
Much cooler and better than guns

I also don't like milk
And in the refrigerator except
Nothing lies
We are weigns of the era

You can't buy my freedom
You can't overshadow my mind
The desire is freedom
My personal prerogative
A

What is wrong?
(What is wrong?)
And everything is wrong.
(Everything is wrong is wrong)
And what's wrong?
(What is wrong?)
And everything is wrong.
(Everything is wrong is wrong)

And what's wrong?
(What is wrong?)
And everything is wrong.
(Everything is wrong is wrong)
And what is not what?
(What is wrong?)
And everything is wrong
Everything is not so wrong.