Текст песни Белый Материал — ГЕЙРОПА

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How many became fans of the permanent rulers
And the right used those in the elite, whose business guarantees leader
nedvizhku buying in Crete, and to be unable to answer
for shortfalls in the budget bark at the west wind,

but rogue understand that with the decline of income
increasing tax rates on vodka, sprats and water
transfer plants, idle without a job …
still to hysterics believe in the conspiracy of the beast

want to take our land, take our Crimea and our Kremlin
but our leader is not asleep and amerikosovsky Gremlins
More shows, and we tolerate, and if we dick
Let the more prices rise, since it is necessary for a higher purpose

And from the old to the Mladá all shout fleeing from NATO
you have near by soldiers in blue helmets debauchery
Although the threat of NATO, it is that the US was Bin Laden
More ghost nonsense, believe me — there is, do not believe me — there is no

But most of us, catching ecstasy and believe in the farce
without interest to the independent press, like sheep at Mass

I have a question for reporters, for that dying leaves
Paul Klebnikov, and what did you study textbooks?
You take it on the fly, or you are a whore for the bun?
After that, you sell the budget, and I am not the State Department.

From end to end, we do not vote, do not choose the
Name the beauty of decay, and the trash paradise
But if you do not see the log in your eye, necha Pingyao on the mirror
…. You want a miracle, come to the circus and not to the church

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God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
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The best days of the foam than the foam at the mouth.
Well, or lather, although the purity
Brainwashed believe in pure thoughts sadists
There is nothing in common between optimism — with masochism

we are ready to fall low, we stand to the clinic on the lists
but collect money millionaire Zhanna Friske
Thunderstorms from the shell soulless Europeans and Americans
And we send children in the country, which led sanctions against us

As the Communist Party, we curse the EU,
but we carry clothes from the EU, we go on holiday in the EU
And then write — Geyropa, we do not need the Democrats
We need a dictator with his brother-borates

But it is better than freedom without better bottom than the abyss
From the bottom, you can push off and disappear in the abyss
sane leader — a leader revocable, not an icon.
The best bad laws than lawlessness
 
Unlike the sinless Geyropy Aziopy …
rare for us to have honest corrupt cops
While we are looking under the microscope in the staffs that they mend
They are ahead of us emerge from the wars and floods.

You like hip-hop, rap here is from Europe
kiss me in my foot and then …

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God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
God Save the Tsar. in my head. others, Put
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rating record may be in porn,
humor in a restroom, kinoshlaka with popcorn
everything else is debatable.