Текст и перевод песни G&G Sindikatas - Sindikato Smogikai

Sindikato Smogikai

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Sindikato mikrofonai baisiau nei al capones koltas shnaiii 3000 voltu ka manom ta sakom ironija zhaibu botagai ant byto tagai duok signala atakai gooo pleshom i skudurus keliame butelius ramybes budelius kas buvo duota nebesugrazhinsi neishtrinsi per jega neatimsi lipu ant scenos imu mikrofona kaimo sale ar stadionas lekia i ora sindikato smogikai uzhsuka byta atsakom uzh zhodzhius bus padaryta ne kekviena ryta jauchiuosi gerai zhinau ka reikia daryti kad butu gerai sakyk chei kol dar nevelai ishkelkite rankas aukshtai kai
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Sutinku ne tokie grazhus kaip fonogramos nepadazhyti antakiai be kicho scenogramos uzhtat kardiogramos gyvos musha barabanu dyvus muzikai o ne shtatyvu objektyvams vertikalus su vodke extremalus jei kas pasauli ir ishgelbes tai tik alus uzhluzho balsas skalauk alumi poveikis geresnis negu tepti medumi manes neuzhtildysi ash savo balsu galiu prikelti ka nori ish kapu turiu jegu mastau darau kuriu uzh savo vieta chia dar pakovoti galiu ar girdi kas darosi aplink tave apsidairyk juk mes stovime visai shalia keliam bokalus uzh tave buk mandagus ir nesakyk tiktai ne
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The Syndicate Smokers

The syndicate smokers are lighting up the apartment. Everything else will be done.
The syndicate microphones are more frightening than Al Capone's Colt. 3000 volts. What we think, we say. Sarcasm, lightning. We're drawing tags on the apartment. Give us a signal to attack. Let's go. We'll splash around in rags. We're raising bottles of tranquility. You can't take back or delete what has been given. You can't forcefully take it away. I step onto the stage. I take the microphone. Village hall or stadium. The syndicate smokers are lighting up the apartment. We're responsible for our words. It will be done. I don't feel well every morning. I know what needs to be done to make it better. Say hey, before it's too late. Raise your hands high when
The syndicate smokers are lighting up the apartment. Everything else will be done.
I agree that we are not as handsome as phonograms. We don't paint our eyebrows. No cheesy scenograms. Instead, we have cardiograms. They're beating live. They're the heartbeat of drums. It's music, not the focus of strobe lights. We're vertical with vodka. We're extreme. If anyone can save the world, it's beer. My voice failed. Rinse it with beer. The effect is better than rubbing it with honey. You can't shut me up. I can resurrect anything I want from the grave with my voice. I have the power. I think, I do, I create. I can still fight for my place here. Can you hear what's going on around you? Look around. You see, we're standing right next to you. We raise our glasses to you. Be polite and don't just say no.
The syndicate smokers are lighting up the apartment. Everything else will be done.