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Don't you know times in underground,
Drinking vodka and having fun.
It's not an endless sticking mass,
Running on a bugi vugi fest.
Fest
Fest
We're constructing rock'n'roll,
Banging like a wretched ball,
We must run at slipping fast
Life is just a real funkiing gas.
Gas
Gas
They are just like us:
Hide behind the doors.
It's a same old chat
What we do about it
Coming generation's
Do like us
They may do the change
But it's all the same:
Fallen democrats,
Same old chat of us.
Shall we stand right where we stood before?
And we stand right where we stood
What would be done? - it's no good.
But anyway it's all the same;
Organized to a bloody game.
Game
Game