Medvedev and devil

Rock and roll is dead, and they are still alive.
And then there is such a moment at the end:
Invited the musicians to drink beer with him
Our endless country is president.

Russian rock has always been not sex, but a pollution.
Real Foreign Rockers
The President would invite white to shir
Or at least on marijuana.

But not all of them to labam on corporate parties,
Fulfilling orders of drunk customers.
You can sometimes drink beer
With our endless country by president.

And tomorrow, again breaking tables,
Drunk kisses, gleamed toilet,
“At the request of our friend, a businessman from Makhachkala
The song "Do not bend under a variable world."

It is much more pleasant to click in the toast
With the president, a fan of musical talents.
Moreover, he himself got to visit them,
According to one of the musicians.

Rock-n Roll has died, but rockers are alive for now.
The President demonstrated democracy.
Did not call, naturally, Yura Shevchuk,
Which is “characteristic of adolescence non -conformism”.

Ah, how swiftly time flows.
Where is my youth, acne, masturbation?
And already BG, Makarevich and someone nicknamed the devil
Senile conformism is characteristic.

In short, they were pretty narrow
The scope of the meeting in a cafe with President Medvedev.
So that from the spirit of music that reigned there
It was not born, God forbid, some kind of tragedy.

But actually enough to hisse me jealous
On a beautiful life, Luser and freak.
In any case, it is better to drink with the president of beer,
Than with the prime minister, tea and mineral water.

Looking at his gray idols,
He was breathing in the fact that they left them.
But I figured out what to call this verse,
I will call him Medvedev and Damn.