Yaki slova ty hovoryla nam,
Plakav ves, ves Maidan,
My nazyvaly tebe kryhitko,
Zanna Dark.
Yakby ya shchos todi v kysheni mav,
Vse viddav, vse viddav,
Todi ya hoch by pracyuvav i ne krav.
Pryspiv:
Nas bahato, yih bahato
Ta nemaye takyh, yak ty.
Nas bahato, yih bahato
Ta nemaye takyh, yak ty.
Ale po tomu ty nas kynula
Naftoyu, cinamy,
Nazvala sebe "Batkivshchynoyu"
I za svoye.
Vsi barana na svistulechky,
Plattyachka v bulochky,
I u "Playboy" nasha Yulechka
Ye, taky ye.
Pryspiv
Teper ty marysh staty pershoyu,
Vpevnena – zvershytsya,
Ale spochatku stanesh teshchoyu
Pid rok-n-rol.
Nu a dopoky bisivskyi edem
Bavytsya vladoyu,
My na vulyci pidem
Kyyevom z ladanom.
Nas bahato, yih bahato
A ty odna.
Nas bahato, yih bahato
Ta ne treba, ne treba duryt!
Ty peremih
Kruky nad Ukrayinoyu
Potroshenko
Chto osudyt?
Betman revoljuciyi
Volodya Liliputin
Ye Livinska
Kar’yera Mani
Paranoyevyi kovchih
Pro bezsmertnyh
Pora
Moze vzyaty Kyyiv
Pomarancheva zyma
Vydinnya hetmana
Liberalnyi romans
Svoya orda
Bili husy
Chervona troyanda
Tel-a-Lviv
U Tomenkovi ochi
Yulechka
Reitan
Brehnya zalilasya brehni
Diohen
Rusalonka
Vichnyi pid