Текст песни Полтора Землекопа - Производственная травма

Titans production there katana swords
spanners so we produced food
I did not go to the ways man office prostitutes
cooked in the heat of the ideas of corporate creatures

and sorry but not so ridiculous
squander the pride of working in the ruins Sovdep
respect for the conscience bought by corporations
Will men burned like sulfuric acid

like a knife cut the genitals of canning
and we have not given if its cast steel
pischite that tired eight hours computer
the girl did not see the factory catacombs

a law signed safety
did not have time then you belong in the mouth
steel monster gears badly sharpened
fuck that faulty main outcome GOST

Who's who in the graveyards wheelchairs
you broken bones they corporate dances
not enough to believe in fairy tales and a couple of truths
master boys remained without bonuses without brushes

mystic cry nerves and strained at the moment
rulers faceless corrected tunics
pressed dates in the stomachs filled ragweed
and the frosty tomb sluggish couple of roses

who cirrhosis someone to do nothing
who was born dead who then secured
what we leave their Ponte Losinj
you train heifers here are trained machine

tune my soul knock-bit automation
the hum of the conveyor as the waves at sunset
do not be a slave to roll mouse and monitor
Although not dangerous to live in your offices

do not argue shut up do not open the jaws
Why do we rebel easier to hire Gaster
those in power for the eyes of dozens of corpses
as long dismissed for a couple of screws pizzhenyh

stupidly did not have armor and shields
compensation for those who are written off
the end of the game playoffs penalty will not be
already at the start of the fate of capitalism breaks

and it is not about who is stronger crippled
Nobody is eternal but despite injury
as the compass went back to the plant with courage
Piedra is office paper cut his finger

call the doctor for my mother call me run the emergency services
the condition is not a concern
You like plants withered in their apartments
who will fly first meteorite or Nibiru

Chorus:
With endurance machines and paper cranes
Workers corns abrasions bruises and scars
it is a privilege to life is not right
half digger Ryazan occupational injury