Текст песни Вскрытие покажет - Автостоп

One hundred kilometers left to the list
You need to drive just a little
Fuckin 'bastard on a fucking car
I drove through a puddle, I got stuffed

I stand for three hours on the sidelines, cold
But, here the lowered pelvis slows down
Rustic cattle comes out with chains
I will have time to charge one in the eye

I bought booze for the coveted hundred square meters
Fucked up in the trash, in some kind of fart
I just managed to pour it down my throat
A truck stopped. What lies ahead ?!

"Rolton" in a cafe, cheburek bite
Long-range, vnature, man
Such vagabonds are close to me in spirit,
If you don't put your hand in your pants