Текст песни Комунизм - Как я сходил за хлебом

I woke up this morning, very bad headache.
I fumbled in his pockets: there were twenty cents.
I put on my pants, went into the yard and went to buy bread.
My way lay past the flower garden.
In the sky floated fluffy clouds, and the children played a sandbox.
In warm puddles reflected blue sky
And flashed funny bird.
When I was crossing the rails, tram cut my head off.
I lay there and thought:
That's no dick myself, went for bread ..