Lyrics Панк Фракция Красных бригад - Стоп для Роллинг Стон

My first solo concert was in the year 2006
And the girl from Rolling Stones was laughing like a swordfish
Since then, for 10 years now I hate this magazine
For the interview with Prokhanov, for hypocritical litportal

For glossy covers, for boozing with top-mainstream
For journalistic masturbation, for the style of FHM-Maxim
Because they pray for bars of gold pieces
For the fact that their editor is no better than Uskov

Here is a cart along the path rolling, a broken ridge
We have learned such a discord for many years
And then that woke rose and now there and do not yell at him: Start!
And they wrote me into the phone forever, like "Vova-bard"

For a long time, in an embrace with a push we composed our Bard songs
Not that the SBHR group that can not recognize who they are
And I can show where my co-author stands
In all other cases, the Cersanit toilet works

So they chose bard, project, cricket, pole
And me
I just had to sign a plan sheet
I ran around the plant with him like a sick man
And I drank vodka in the minibuses if in the feasibility study I had the upper hand!