Через всю карту / Across the map

by Truckdrivers

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released October 16, 2013

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Track Name: Беги, Жора, Беги
Run, George, run

1

As it's getting dark outside
Dudes are gonna make a score
Young flesh is sweating
Male blood is boiling

You are a big gun of criminal world
George is starting his wicked business
But police officers appear as if from nowhere

Chorus

Run, George, run
Run across courts
Run, George, run
They will never find you

2

Tomorrow at dawn
Boring, black and white TV will inform that
George the leader and his partners were caught
With all the rigour of the law
They will tell his mom that term will take 20 years
And that's when he will be home
Track Name: Оставайся панком


From Volzhsky till Tank-city
Gangs of kids like us
In colored clothes
Basking in supermarkets
Lining their pockets invisibly
Reaching unreachable

Never have cash, they always get a stash


Hey, deputy,
We screwed your truth
Give us a bit of money for seedling
Cause our fields
Don't grow cash by themselves!
I won't ever shake your hand
Go wherever you go

Go fuck yourself, FUCK YOURSELF!

Припев

We don't need your freedom based on handcuffs,
All we want is just truth, that clear as crystal.
You can ask for truth on barricades,
Or keep believing in law and judgement


In our fields,
There's a crowd of dirty and freaky
Red eyed
It's our lion's pride
Nether black, nor white
Not have enough cash for Nike
So put on a knitted sweater, dude!

Never lie to you moms, dads, and your lads.
All the other - fuck them up every time!
Ex-classmates live for paying their bank loans,
What about you - stay PUNK, dude!
Track Name: Эй, Иисус!
Hey, Jesus!

when your teeth fall
when your friends don't help
when your hands shake because of hungover
remember, bitch, God loves you

when there is no penny in your pocket
and you fall without any strength to rise
no! no way buddy!
God didn't forget about you

Hey, Jesus! How do you live over there?
How are you and how are your fellas?
Hey, Jesus! We've got such parties here!
Bro, come down to us!
Track Name: Дом, милый дом
дом милый дом

Home sweet home

By train in dirty reserved seats across the whole map
I'm happy 'cause I have a brother in every town
In each town there's a festive feast

Hellova mess on each street
In every house behind the wall there is an asshole with a drill
I am happy, mom, I feel homy everywhere

О-o-oh from Minsk to Siberia
Home, sweet home.
The whole Russia is in this cramped flat

In summer it's hot like inside the volcanic crater,
In winter your face is frostbitten
And cops are waiting for a bribe all the year round
You understand me bro
But amid this gloom we’re going
As if in fog we are guided by the light of window
Behind which there are our lads,
And I'm at home, mom.. at home, mom...