Гремит моя музыка, трещит потолок.
Мама ругается: она не любит рок.
Я со злости бью кулаком о стол,
И хотя я слаб, не выдержал он,
А-а! А-а-а! А-а!

Я одеваюсь, Я иду гулять
А на улице грязь, и лужи опять.
Я смотрю на лужи и вот-вот закричу:
Мне вся эта грязь напоминает мочу.
А-а-а-а-а! а-а! а-а-а! а-а! а-а!

Но тут же меня забирает милиция —
«Это что за одежда? Ты что, фашист?»,
На участках надоело каждый день повторять —
«Не ваше дело, в чём мне гулять!»
А-а! А-а-а! А-а! А-а!

Мне задают вопрос — «Мальчик, где ты рос?»,
Я отвечаю — «В стране горя и слёз.»,
Я говорю что думаю, я не умею лгать,
Я падонок, я гнида, мне на всё наплевать.
А-а! А-а-а А-а! А-а! А-а!
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Гремит моя музыка 1989, Фанатская обработка 2025.

Над селом хуйня летала
Серебристого металла.
Развелось же в наши дни
Неопознанной хуйни.
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2025

2008

[Verse 1]
My calloused hands
My crippled wings
My calloused hands, my crippled wings, they bring you in

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause I've been taught if I would just open my hands up to the sky
They'll turn to clouds, whoa
Your crowded hair falls down a narrow hallway

[Chorus]
Oh, just forget it, just forget it, and close your eyes
I never said it, never said it, (?) surprise
Come on let it, let it move, let it move, move
Let it, let it, let it move, let it move, move
Oh, just forget it, just forget it, and close your eyes
I never said it, never said it, (?) surprise
Come on let it, let it move, let it move, move
Let it, let it, let it move, let it move, move

[Verse 2]
Your scribbled masterpiece
And written poetry

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause I've been taught if I would just open my hands up to the sky
They'll turn to clouds, whoa
A sky of hands that rains down heavy on us

[Chorus]
Oh, just forget it, just forget it, and close your eyes
I never said it, never said it, (?) surprise
Come on let it, let it move, let it move, move
Let it, let it, let it move, let it move, move
Oh, just forget it, just forget it, and close your eyes
I never said it, never said it, (?) surprise
Come on let it, let it move, let it move, move
Let it, let it, let it move, let it move, move

[Bridge]
Come out I'm waiting on the front porch
You came in from the back door
Drift along the flooded
Sea of muddy waters
Clouds above us crying
Tears of sins all dying
I'm begging for a reason
This year seems like a season
Believe in what we're living
A story with no ending
The storm is beating down

Come out I'm waiting on the front porch
You came in from the back door
Drift along the flooded
Sea of muddy waters
Clouds above us crying
Tears of sins all dying
I'm begging for a reason
This year seems like a season
Believe in what we're living
A story with no ending
The storm is beating down
[Outro]
We're sinking to the sky
Sinking to the sky
We're sinking to the sky
Sinking to the sky