Текст песни Телевизор - Аллилуйя

Monkeys are hungry,
Ice flowed saliva.
And the food was not enough,
So soon the war.

Monkeys groan from thirst,
They dream of liquid dreams:
Gold River, oil wells -
Heralds of a new war.

Here we are - yin yang yes,
Here is a & quot; Lord shit & quot ;.
And do not bother us.
Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.

Monkeys ate from the belly,
Nalakalis drunk some water.
And now they want to circuses,
It smells like war.

Here we are - yin yang yes,
Here is a & quot; Lord shit & quot ;.
And do not bother us.
Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.

Sexual weapons to fight.
Cocktail recipes are clear:
Bitter drop of what is called & quot; love & quot ;,
The sweet sea war.

Here we are - yin yang yes,
Here is a & quot; Lord shit & quot ;.
And do not bother us (do not touch shit - not stink).
Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.

Here we are - yin yang yes,
Here is a & quot; Lord shit & quot ;.
And do not bother us (do not touch shit - not stink).
Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.

Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.
Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.
Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.
Alilluya! Holly mother fucking shit.