Полумягкие - Каддафи
текст песни

Knowledge is power but
It all pissed you off so much
Evil Moscow from the very beginning
I endured my childhood fiercely
Depriving arrogance and punishing
The brightest
Life dissolved daily
In residential areas
They brought us paradise
Turned out to be hell
The grass was sprayed and did not move
From Ashgabat
And I’ll be a bastard, it won’t heal
Then gaba
And you are a handsome golden eagle
Turned into carrion
Somewhere the regimes are changing
And we're still alive
And more serious hydroponics
You order us
Even blood doesn't matter
Which one flows in the veins
When it fumigates with goodness
Great shiva
In such acidity
Let's get by without wide ones
At the merman again
The most dangerous passengers
Thanks to those who prepared
These courage are for us
You're having fun can't be measured
After all, the soul is a yardstick
You smell yupi but
Don't be a jerk and screw up
Your brains are long gone
Already in the left staff
Give us what you smoked
In his palace Kadafi
A hot dream will die
Oh cold tile
You smell yupi but
Don't be a jerk and screw up
Your brains are long gone
Already in the left staff
Give us what you smoked
In his palace Kadafi
A hot dream will die
Oh cold tile
It was an idyll in reality
In sunny April
Defrosted by warmth
Dark Dungeon
Ideas are always sound
After all, we ate a lot of porridge
You don't want to move on foot
Then get on your bike
Tracks by conveyor but
Always new models
You're smeared like a canvas
Remains of watercolor
Killer whales are swimming far away
There is already a shore left
Do what you love
If you have time
This expansion will send
Welcome you back
Beautiful world of bright
Let's paint it stronger
While they're trying to get through
People from rags to riches
If you go over your head
The motive will be terrible
So we try
Maintain equality everywhere
Tied up tightly
Thickets of dirty vices
It's time for everyone to grow
I have forgiven everything
After all, the world is already more toxic
Than nicotine
You smell yupi but
Don't be a jerk and screw up
Your brains are long gone
Already in the left staff
Give us what you smoked
In his palace Kadafi
A hot dream will die
Oh cold tile
You smell yupi but
Don't be a jerk and screw up
Your brains are long gone
Already in the left staff
Give us what you smoked
In his palace Kadafi
A hot dream will die
Oh cold tile