Nobody loves me,
Everybody kryvdyat'.

Ya kultovyi muzykant,
Cholovik i transparant.
Vze dvadcyatu zymu
Hrayu pisnyu odnu.

Tancyuryst i kulinar –
Zaraz holovne piar.
Probyvayu proekt,
Shchob na hryvni miy portret.

Pryspiv:
Nobody loves me,
Everybody kryvdyat'.
Nobody loves me,
Everybody kryvdyat'.
Ya z dobryva kulya,
Vid mene ne vtiknut'.

Ya uspishnyi rezyser,
Miy heroy susidok per.
A yak dity v nych pishly,
Vsich pokraly cyhany.

Shche zrobyv yim serial.
Trysta seriy v nim, skandal.
Ne vynit' pacana.
Miy prodyuser – satana.

Pryspiv

Ya chudoznyk i mystec',
Lyublyu hostryi olivec'.
V kozniy kartyni –
Slava muzchyni.

Znayut' Krym i Vorkuta,
Tilko ye odna bida.
Snyt'sya Chrushchov Nikita,
Sylno matom obklada.

My kultury diyachi,
V nas do sercya ye klyuchi.
A yak shchos' ne te z zamkom,
To beremo v ruky lom.

Lizem z radio, tyelika,
Lizem, lizem, lizem, lizem,
Lizem, lizem, lizem, i...

Pryspiv