9Блок - Водевиль - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The world is ruled by fear and malice, it has been smoking for a long time.

Slaves crawl here under the auspices of greedy nits.

Man is dying out as a species, all of us here are our vaudeville, don't forget to write a will before we are written off as scrap.

We must look for reasons...

Fools are driving around in cars with dignity, spilling cappuccino in a hurry.

He shouts dissatisfied - 9Block - Vaudeville

The world is ruled by fear and malice, it has been smoking for a long time.

Slaves crawl here under the auspices of greedy nits.

Man is dying out as a species, all of us here are our vaudeville,

don't forget to write a will before we are written off as scrap.

We must look for reasons...

Fools are driving around in cars with dignity, spilling cappuccino in a hurry.

He shouts dissatisfied - ""Hey, whose serf will you be, huh?"" putting his side out with a beaten look, life has taught them this.

Everyone wants better, even if it's good. Everyone thinks that he is the best, even if he is ridiculous.

We are on the same path, gentlemen, we will all end up there someday,

but you can't take anything with you from what you have grabbed here, using cheating.

Another checkpoint has been passed, someone is speeding up the pace.

Honesty and conscience have been completely forgotten. This is hormonal captivity.

They walk over people's heads, screw them here and there, blazing a trail for themselves and their degenerates.

Here the house is upside down, it has become like a den.

Young whores are filming for uncles for badges from LOUIS VUITTON. The era of consumerism - "come on, bring me the food", fry your brains - here's your Zombie Apocalypse.

There's cotton wool in there. I'll cover these pseudo-awesome degenerates with obscenities under my beats, those who measure success in carats.

They take their places by pull, assholes with a mandate are at the helm.

They pay their own salaries, and out of hundreds of hunchbacks, there's only one rich one.

Fall, because for them you're carrion - just a stupid ram from an amorphous herd.

Delving into these layouts, many people are left with a bad feeling.

In pursuit of money, it's so easy to lose yourself.

Living in the animal world - either you eat, or you yourself will be eaten.

The mongrels are rushing on your heels, someone gave the command to attack, the one who feeds and has progressive capital.

Here, everyone lives by needs, every day is deja vu, if there is a king, he will be a jester, look at the world around.

The mongrels are running on our heels, someone gave the command to attack, the one who feeds and has progressive capital.

Here, everyone lives by needs, every day is deja vu, if there is a king, he will be a jester, look at the world around.

And what do you know...

devil-may-care production""hey, whose serf will you be, huh?""

extending their side with a beaten look, life has taught them this. Everyone wants better, even if it is good. Everyone thinks that he is the best, even if he is ridiculous. We are on the same path, gentlemen, we will all end up there someday, but you can't take anything with you from what you have grabbed here, using cheating. Another checkpoint has been passed, someone is speeding up the pace. Honesty and conscience are completely forgotten. This is hormonal captivity. They step on heads, screw here and there, paving the way for themselves and their degenerates. Here the house is upside down, it began to look like a brothel. Young sluts are picking up with uncles for badges from LOUIS VUITTON. The era of consumerism - ""come on, bring me your food"", fry your brains - here's your Zombie Apocalypse. There's cotton wool there. I'll cover these pseudo-awesome degenerates with obscenities under my beats, those who measure success in carats. They take their places by pull, at the helm are assholes with a mandate. They pay their own salaries, out of hundreds of hunchbacks there is only one rich one. Fall, because for them you are carrion - a stupid ram from an amorphous herd. Delving into these layouts, many people are left with a sediment. In pursuit of money it is so easy to lose yourself. Living in the world of animals - either you eat, or you yourself will be eaten. The curs are running on their heels, someone has given the command, the one who feeds and has progressive capital. Here, everyone lives by needs, every day is deja vu, if there is a king, there will be a jester, look at the world around. The curs are running on their heels, someone has given the command, the one who feeds and has progressive capital. Here, everyone lives by needs, every day is deja vu, if there is a king, there will be a jester, look at the world around. And what do you know... devil-may-care production