Текст песни artShol - МС Анюта

you know every kid in the egg,
and you know what your face is plastered,
enough for everyone to lick suck
You soon learn not wake,
you give flowers to the King,
on whose grave you collected them?
where the light thrusting you,
first prizhgi pimples on the face,
and hair like a janitor's broom,
your vocabulary a little adjusting,
and if I did not give everything,
it has not been used and boys kids.

And you are so very sorry,
Such is the goat, this prodigy.

And you are so very sorry,
Such is the goat, this prodigy.

Come on girl do not grieve,
Toby vzhe 16,
better go Plough garden.