Кладбище Сердец - Панковская
текст песни

When I was a child,
I was "kicked" everywhere,
Toys, money, inserts -
They took it all the time.
Now I have become more
He left his mother
I listened to the miracle yudo.
And I became a dirty pank.
I climbed the garbage
And drank vodka with friends,
I found a jacket for myself
With thieves sa-samas!

With a red flag and a sickle on the chest!
I walk along the street alone! I have everything!
Everyone is afraid, everyone bypasses me,
After all, I am dirty and drunk, like a pig!

My voice in the village
All people found out
After all, every day we are a chronicle
We played the guitar.
Well, when it was getting dark
We took moonshine
She was dragged into the garage
And poured into the throat!
Our poor chairman
Tired of swearing at us
After all, besides drunkenness
We can’t do anything!

One dark night, one day
When everyone slept tightly,
We are drunk morons
The combine waved.
We rode a collective farm,
They twisted levers
I look, our district police officer
He runs after us in his underpants!
We were coolly scared
The combine swung
And suddenly a big pit,
And he rolled over.
Now we are not punk
And we are serving our term.
Without the hara, we
We plant rye on the field.

With a red flag and a sickle on the chest!
I walk along the street alone! I have everything!
Everyone is afraid, everyone bypasses me,
After all, I am dirty and drunk, like a pig!
In black jackets, and in black grinders
On passers -by, we catch fear.
You calmly pass the passerby.
Well, if you hear a whistle, run!