Aleks Russkii Tankist 2001 - Крабовая страна
текст песни

There is a radshir, for Hayve
CRABLE COUNTION.
There the crayfish in the edge is all fucking
There is Plovov’s life is full of.

There the twilling of the pukan smoke
There are no statdrotes
There you can merge
And make a baguette to everyone.

CRABLE CONTART - CREAR
Who will tell me
Who will tell?
Where is she? Where is she?

CRABLE CONTART - CREAR
Where the crustaceans are light and clear
Where is the stat of a cunt.

I only dream of this country,
But the bright moment will come
And I'm on stock t30
I will fly down.

I am intended to merge for an hour
I put out the anus
A shouting hachik is waiting for me there
In the "Roth for the Soul".

The crab country is a crab country.
Who will tell me
Who will tell?
Where is she? Where is she?

CRABLE CONTART - CREAR
Where the crustaceans are light and clear
Where is the stat of a cunt.