Текст песни Красная плесень - по улицам ходила..

in the words of the great sage and philosopher Paul Yatsina - "Pyhnem one!"

The street went
Large crocodile
She she
Green was

* Wild sounds: D *

Dark night, we're going with the lads
Admire the night Moscow
Blaze weed, whistles, brakes
On assholes heifers We look beautiful

We go, we look - she goes!
Behind - well, just fucking beautiful!
Girl, honey, you turn around
Shew us his face!

The street went
Large crocodile
She she
Green was

* Again * wild sounds

I - sharply on gas, we again fly
Blaze grass, panting, slowing down
We look - specifically, well, sure it is!
Girl, honey, how are you?

we asked in vain - your e w copper !!
There can be fear perekoset!
We tread on the gas - teak, AAAAAA !!!!
People, help !!! Girl!!

The street went
Large crocodile
She she
Green was

From fear I gas foot fucking
The ass Meurs almost guess
We fly along the avenue, I yell -
Well this is going on, your mother !!

we stopped
The second crocodile
She she
All has blue

Now genatsveale, panimaesh
Pakazhite your registration certificate
And pachimu you in the cabin Niceto gaschishom?

Crocodile, why are you so blue-blue?

And pachimu you in the cabin Niceto gaschishom?
(Blue-blue ....)
A Minh morning nobody ugaschal

All the crap we took
Most krokodala
it is
Skurov in the post (whole! We post!)

"On Belinskay vso spakoyno mouthfuls ... * *"