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- Описание
- запись с концерта в клубе "Релакс" 3 марта 2003 года.
- Текст
- RUSSIAN VODKA
When I came to the fuckin' land America
First time I was glad, because I killed some dirty niggaz
Then I was beaten by twenty drunk cops
They took all my money and left me to die
But I remember my favourite country
I hope that I will soon see my country again
I don't like whiskey I don't like gin
I don't like every foreign alcoholik drink
I will die soon without russian vodka
Give me please some money dear russian friend
I live in the box I eat fukin' shit
I hold in my arms a poor-box: please give something to me
I want to eat and I want to drink
I want to live in my Russia again
But I do not have any money
And if I will not drink I will
Crack my brain
I don't like whiskey I don't like gin
I don't like every foreign alcoholik drink
I will die soon without russian vodka
Give me please some money dear russian friend