Текст песни missis Garrison - Хочу быть парнем патриарха

The twenty-eighth of January
Two thousand ninth year,
With screens and newspapers are full
The Sanhedrin or synod
And who is all in gold?
I immediately fell in love with him,
Looks like Moscow and All Russia
Metropolitan Kirill

He'd shit on my face,
And I would hand rubbing,
He would have kicked me in the side,
And I would have grunted and squealed.
He used methodically tearing
From my ass hairs
Then he averted his dick for the barn to
And he squeezed in a vise.

He lustfully be scratched
His gray beard,
And I would have endured it all,
And in the ass nose and dick in your mouth.
I did used so that it is me
Stronger used to love God.
We used a couple of fucking steel -
I and Patriarch Kirill.