Текст песни Панкрок под Сектор Газа - Windows 7

This nix this howling -
New Windows seventh.
My druzhban currently downloaded it yesterday.
Drew Ineta three gig -
Ofigel druzhban slightly
All the loot on the internet prospuskal.

I came to him last night,
We sat up in the morning
And tries to cope with it as best they could.
I looked into my eyes -
And my mind refused,
And in the morning I was taken to a psychiatric hospital.

Wind!

Otformatili we drive -
And computer suddenly hung,
And then not loaded three hours.
My druzhban sat sweating,
And I swore, and wheezing,
And then he pulled out the hair on the ass.

Well, I sat silent,
Armchair rubbed with a point,
And how could I korefanu helped.
But not for long, I looked -
Still, I could not resist
And I korefanu monitor dolt.

Wind!

We launched installs -
It seems like he prokanaet,
We looked at how much space on the screw.
And damn Windows
Otozhrala polvinta
And a little more room, damn it, finally.

Ofigeli chtol, really,
Stop torturing computers,
How much can you afford to buy the screws?
This nix and sucks -
This Windows seventh,
I spit on the dick of Windows programmers!

Wind!