Текст песни oGoMK feat. Google - О Крабах

As for the crabs?
What kind of crabs
Weave sleep on floral hat.
What the fuck for?
And what kind of nonsense
In the cosmic anus crabs dawn
And quietly into the night
It was once
In the darkness of the oven
In the light of the universe
And the fog Chung Chi

And the crabs all strive to shit

A crab still want to swim in the sea

They wind sings it better and bigger bunch nasrёt
They sing the waves,
What's better wash them, and live longer
They sing the sun,
What burn them to huyam
It may be from outer space who sings it,
What is near an end, and they have no sense
But that's only the crabs do not care
They only strive to sleep in a clearing.