Artist: Spam
Ne bude serce tvoye kazaty
Koho lyubyty, z kym voyuvaty.
Ty ne dumayesh sam – ty sluchayesh inshych,
Ty ruynuyesh vse, shcho dlya nas naycinnishe.
Ulyublena sprava – machat' kulakamy,
Tak machay nymy u svoyemu sportzali.
Hasla tupi ty postiyno skanduyesh,
Ty ne znayesh sam za shcho ty voyuyesh.
Pryspiv:
Ty bilshe ne zmozesh nichoho skazaty.
Z toboyu ne bude nichto rozmovlyaty.
Schamenysya, blyad', navkolo tebe ruyiny,
Shcho ty zrobyv dlya svoyeyi krayiny? (3)
V provulok zabihly dva volochati –
Sotnya za nymy – treba yim navalyaty.
"Chodimo na seyshn" – "Nu, a shcho tam robyty?"
"V desyat'och na odnoho i budem mochyty!"
Pryspiv