Текст песни Короли урока физкультуры,Фонаръ - Круши, ломай, хуячь

storm, bitching party cocks waste
Mr. Che there fucking coffee ready?
grublyu bartender , well fuck , do not have a hair dryer
you only need coffee,
Only coffee, coffee,
I was in someone's jacket from the wardrobe at random
Come back , crushing, scrap , fucking do
I do not care , just do not hide your eyes
do not turn away from me
I know that you empty silent indifference to me
shivering in the street , he slipped on vomit fucking
new shoes , and dropped his hat
emae , I would have thrown it , but it's Carhart
even in what that shit smeared park
and no, it is mastic , and thank God
and somehow poboku