Текст песни Bad To The Bonehead - Белый рабочий класс

Someone down from the mountains,
Someone left the steppe,
Tough selection is underway,
Who will grow our children.
Children of white workers,
Our earth soul
Even in his district
Do not go out into the yard without a knife.

Without Races & quot; class & quot; - An empty word,
And all the more clearly now
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without Races & quot; class & quot; - An empty word,
And all the more clearly now
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Newcomers are held together,
We divided.
Soon the forest or land
We were forced out of the country.
Human rights activist howls:
& quot; Everyone enough jobs & quot ;,
A & quot; guests & quot; redeem all
Over the entrance staircase.

Without Races & quot; class & quot; - An empty word,
And all the more clearly now
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without Races & quot; class & quot; - An empty word,
And all the more clearly now
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without Races & quot; class & quot; - An empty word,
And all the more clearly now
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without Races & quot; class & quot; - An empty word,
And all the more clearly now
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!