Текст песни Звурд Рок - Витька - чукча, а Икарус - молодец

Before me stands a wall,
All in vomit it
Next dirty punks
The trash uzhiraetsya.
Throat port everyone drinks
And these bottles of beating,
And on the wall nablyuyut,
And shout & quot; punks hoy & quot;
Some goof buhoy.
& quot; Fighting System & quot; it is called.

They do not care for this world,
They have only their idol,
Three sevens and bagbier
And dirty robe.
Echoing his Chukchi,
They throw vocational schools,
Uzhirayutsya in saliva,
Not knowing what Choi -
The thief, and what.
And & quot; punks hoy & quot;
Again shouting on all sides.

Vic-Chukchi
With Ajzenshpisom flirting.
Vic-Chukchi
All the West stole.
Vic-Chukchi
He sang in a bucket, it is in this special.
Victor - the Chukchi,
And Icarus - well done.

While Choi matzo chewed,
Janis Karlovich not sleep
Chukchi nervously waiting
In his bus.
It was just a bus:
Tsoi wiped out,
Stoker did not save.
? matsoyu?
Champagne pour
And the great hymn sing Icarus:

& quot;-Chukchi Victor
With Ajzenshpisom flirting.
Vic-Chukchi
All the West stole.
Vic-Chukchi
He sang in a bucket, it is in this special.
Victor - the Chukchi,
And Icarus - well done & quot ;.
 
Vic-Chukchi
With Ajzenshpisom flirting.
Vic-Chukchi
All the West stole.
Vic-Chukchi
He sang in a bucket, it is in this special.
Victor - the Chukchi,
And Icarus - well done.