Текст песни ЭЛЕКТРИЧЕСКИЕ ПАРТИЗАНЫ - Губернатор и Город

pumping dough to a complete dope
creeping out of a hangover degree
it’s so insulting - in St. Petersburg they destroyed and sold everything,
and in the whispering there is no status
full of hatred for the great city
either a glass or a black funnel
Governor's brain strains from a hangover
and on all the brain - a golden crown
tired of freethinkers and truth-seekers
like splinters, songs of the underground front
maybe just blow it to hell?
no, for the governor it’s somehow not subtle!
but I will not forgive anyone
my beloved gas scraper
little town - pah! - takes a tantrum from laughter
to spread everything here until the last house
the governor ruins the city
laying in the morning behind the gate
glasses ring on the table
pockets are filled
the governor is ruining the city ......

in order to remove the cultural and political
and in silk and wine still flounder here
not enough to deprive the historical
it is necessary to deprive the city of urban status!
intelligentsia ardor we quickly cool
we introduce here lovely heart orders
no, we will not build up squares anymore,
we will break into Shepetovsky beds
tomatoes there cucumbers
moonshine snack,
but according to Nevsky yes to the foundry
to the joy of all run pig race
the governor ruins the city
everything smashes brazenly than NATO
worse than the Nazis during the war
and alkaids are terrorists
the city is ruining the governor ....
even my head stopped hurting -
hurries to the balcony, dropping chairs:
“Hey city wake up! you are no longer a city! ”
shouted too loudly -
something grated from above
and here on her head - suck ...