Bad To The Bonehead - Белый рабочий класс
текст песни

Someone descends from the mountains,
Someone left the steppe
Strong selection is being carried out,
With whom our children will grow.
Children of white workers,
Our land is a soul,
Even in your area
Do not go out into the yard without a knife.

Without race "class" - an empty word,
And more and more clearly now:
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without race "class" - an empty word,
And more and more clearly now:
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Visitors are kept together
We are divided.
Soon in forests or land
We will be squeezed out of the country.
Human rights activist howls:
"There are enough jobs for everyone"
And "guests" bake everything
At the entrance, the entrance.

Without race "class" - an empty word,
And more and more clearly now:
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without race "class" - an empty word,
And more and more clearly now:
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without race "class" - an empty word,
And more and more clearly now:
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!

Without race "class" - an empty word,
And more and more clearly now:
We are obliged to revive again
White working class!