Текст песни Проект Увечье - На улицах будущего

In the world of fucking going on, polished edge
Crescent crushes cross as uncomfortable prosthesis
And poebat protest that failed the test
Integration to people from distant places

Until then will bring tolerance, we see the twentieth
Past leave sediment and turn into a siege
Female Tarzan (swords female?) Stakhanov rate
Black Tornado fetus over white continent

Former colony eats look metropolis
For screens hiding somewhere in okolfutbole
Paris two thousand five still remained in the memory
Those streets and cars themselves let the enemy

Chorus:
In the future, in the streets of Marseille in all the cracks
Niggers without speaking to your vyebut Michel
And plotnyachkom drip it directly on the rotan
And you, for the fact that the skin did not come out - head into a trap

In the future on the streets of Berlin will pour petrol
All the churches and the remains mestnoggo herd mouths agape
Disappear forever in the depths of their own stupidity
Having started on stupidity to imagine napalm multiculturalism

The world is going pizdos, though do anesthesia
EU dick straight into the brain to come round
And if the price is high, why should they demand
Or you nepravilno put the question itself?

The history of the archive will throw even apartheid
Eyes closed? First you need to lift the sympathetic
And that old world is not dead in the waste and convulsions
It's time to dispose of the entire genetic trash