Красная Плесень - Маленький мальчик
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The little boy found a knife,
I approached this subject to my father,
For a long time, dad flew around the house,
Feeling cold metal in the ass.
The little boy found a rope,
He went to school with this subject,
Funny children laughed for a long time
The bald director hangs in the toilet.
Hammer on the left, sickle on the right -
This is our Soviet coat of arms,
If you want this, but you want kui
You will get it anyway ...
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
The boys in the field of the Indians played,
Girls collected flowers nearby,
Tanya bent down - in the ass ax,
The Indian Yegor aptly throws.
Edmundovich Felich walked on construction,
I collected rusty nails in a bag,
With a bang on the skull fucked a brick,
Aptly throws Vladimir Ilyich.
Hammer on the left, sickle on the right -
This is our Soviet coat of arms,
Do you want this, you want kui
You will get it anyway ...
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
Captain's daughter named Tanya,
I pressed the red button drunk
With a roar, cars flew out of the holes,
Argentina was a good country.
Grandfather found a lemon in the field,
He put it in his pocket and went to the district committee,
He pulled the ring, threw it out the window
Grandpa is old, he doesn’t care.
Hammer on the left, sickle on the right -
This is our Soviet coat of arms,
If you want this, but you want kui
You will get it anyway ...
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
Naked women fly around the sky,
A reactive shell fell into the bathhouse.
Boy Volodya was brewed jellied
A legless father crawled on the floor.
A little boy is floating along the river,
Grandfather Athanasius took out a machine gun,
A brief queue, a stifled scream,
“Wow, Chapaev,” the old man laughs.
Hammer on the left, sickle on the right -
This is our Soviet coat of arms,
If you want this, but you want kui
You will get it anyway ...
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
Grandmother bought a violin to her grandson,
Bach taught to play battles,
Grandmot drowned in the river.
There is a bow in the ass, and the violin is in the hand,
The boys in the field of the Indians played,
Girls collected flowers nearby,
Tanya bent down - in the ass ax,
The Indian Yegor aptly throws.
Hammer on the left, sickle on the right -
This is our Soviet coat of arms,
If you want this, but you want kui
You will get it anyway ...
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
The girl in the kindergarten played the ball,
The ball into uncle accidentally hit,
The uncle pouted: "U, Yagoza",
For a long time on the fingers blinked his eyes.
Sickle on the right,
- Comrades!
Soviet coat of arms!
- Comrades!
Do you want, kui
- And this is the main thing.
Get ...
- Exclamation point.
La la la la.
- Do not harm, please.
La la la la.
- Three exclamation marks.
- Leonid Ilyich, stop talking, follow the regulations. It is necessary to cultivate. It is necessary to cultivate. And this is the main thing.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!
- And this is the main thing.
Puck, puck!
La la la la.
Puck, puck!