Текст песни Григорий Лепс и Евгений Кемеровский - Ша ла ла ла ла

Don’t mels cigarette to puff for the soul
Roots .. roots
Than to thump and swell with a booze
Everyone knows better the heel of Anasha .. Anashi
They say that the famous Chan Kaisha sinned to her
And also
There are articles in the central press
Something was not to the best of the cheerful Khrushchev himself

Stalin is over with the flaw
With a pipe he is a pipe with a plan
Your man .. his man
But with Beria is more difficult
This dog is cunning Jew no evidence no evidence
Close in the bedroom at night
Jamb Lavrenty Palych Beauty .. Beauty
Will be silent and at dawn
Paul of Moscow in the taiga to bears .. without trial

SHA La La La La La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam
Sha la la la la lac no la la la la lla l la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam

That they are Kulyanov himself
Addict from drug addicts
Quiet Sych .. Quiet Sych
And he could not in kind for a day
In a hut in his no fool
Our Ilyich .. Our Ilyich
He warmed tirelessly
Chodoks from Churkestan Chuyskoye .. Chuyskoye
The leader was affectionate sorry for their hand
And broke in sawdust bitch Krupskaya

SHA La La La La La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam
Sha la la la la lac no la la la la lla l la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam
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And in Bombay everything is in order
Lenya and Gandhi
Ganjubas .. Ganjuyubas
And then they are with a beaver
Well, so caught up with their poppy
Higher class .. Higher class
There was also a lot of plan
Luis Corvalan has in affairs ..
And while they smoked somewhere
Malked Pinochet Fraera

SHA La La La La La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam
Sha la la la la lac no la la la la lla l la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam

And Mishan was tightly thrown by Uncle Pugo
Without shame .. Without shame
All security on Faros
All day on the cigarette in the gut ..
The scoop of Nardep was smashed
And in the capital every third
With a mouthpiece .. with a mouthpiece
And the crowd of Bessovsky yells
Only Vova Zhirinovsky .. with humor

SHA La La La La La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam
Sha la la la la lac no la la la la lla l la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam

There was a proud time
And they took a place in a dollar .. pecked
Like suckers in all Moorodes
Nobody builds communism spat .. spat
There are no answers to questions
Do not extinguish the cigarette of the roots ..
On Canaries and on the bunks
All by traction without bazaar .. Anasha

SHA La La La La La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam
Sha la la la la lac no la la la la lla l la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la lam