Текст песни Модель Поведения - Шлюха на мопеде

I flew a whore on a moped
Thank God that did not explode
in a long black dress with cigarette
with red lips and wood

I woke up at night in the ghetto Thai
misalignment in Asian dreams
we woke up the dead and children
dust sparkling stars in the corners

answer me hey what are you hanging
get dressed and come down
you see the pier this is our prize
they seamskie roofs us a world without borders