Strong broad-shouldered and medium height,
was born in a working-class area and grew up there,
kid, then, sho you need and a drummer,
he worked peacefully in one of the factories!
Worked in two shifts, plowed sho there is urine,
And one night a working kid
Tired, hungry, but proud of himself
Walking back to his home!
And at home there was borscht and an ugly wife,
Then a mug of beer and before bed a porn!
There’s a paycheck in his pocket and he’ll spend the presents.
To my wife and children, but here because of the arch,
Intoxicated his pleasant thoughts,
unshaven fellow, healthy as a grizzly.
And he asked in a deaf voice, as if through cotton wool:
Well, asshole, got a salary?
There are a lot of healthy guys in the quarter!
But this was a beast, and besides, not alone,
Most of them there were three, and all the athletes,
Elastic biceps, brass knuckles in the hands!
Well, no, you won't, shameful bastards,
thought a sixth-grade locksmith.
Eh, it's a pity the factory lads are not with me!
And he took a key for 32 out of wide trousers.
Boom! Such a Maza,
Boom! Fingal under the eye
Boom! Dashing fate
Hello dear homeland!
I'm a local, guys, what are you?
The locksmith was indignant and shook the key!
The athletes only shrugged their shoulders in response.
And they began to write out the wilds with their feet,
And the locksmith, he, too, is a guy not a mistake,
How will he give out the guard in huge sandals,
The athletes freaked out: and the fig knows him,
The kid, as a seasoned one, is charging him!
And the locksmith here is such a knight's move!
And let's kill the leader with a key!
And finally bared the factory tattoos!
And the shameful wolves trembled in fear!
And he hits! Beats! Beats! By pain points!
Beats! Beats! By sharpening, by kidneys1
And like the athletes gathered to tick!
And then the guys from the shift were meeting them!
There were not many of them - well, somewhere half a shop!
Bandits - kapets, and workers - fun!
And I clicked on the fixes size forty-five!
Sausage the bandits, sausage guys!
The athletes ran, only their heels sparkled!
They threw knives and brass knuckles into the bushes!
They certainly did not expect such an end,
So that the fellow workers defeated them!
