Текст песни Теория Света - Человек на луне

I'm sick of you,
From crystal-clear eyes
From beautiful phrases.
Don't believe your eyes
To vulgar TV news -
Think more for yourself!

Everything is warm, good, but something stinks.
Hey dude - you're in shit -
The conclusions are simple:
The final of the experiment will soon burst.
The rat in it, of course, you!

Yellow has long become the norm for newspapers.
Via the Internet
The stench goes numb.
Porn has replaced love poems.

The world around is so hard to understand
And again, alcohol will drown out the incomprehensible burning pain.
We urgently need to change our role -
Do not be silent! Say a simple phrase ...

Chorus.

Neither back nor forward - constantly in between.
It's getting harder every day
Untie the knots.
Blind fatalism has replaced hope.

First man on the moon, you laugh in your sleep.
There are no troubles in your big, distant country.
Only there is also dirt and deception.
I'm screaming!

Is there really no place on the mainland?
In the silence, somebody turn on the light
So that every object becomes visible as it is!

Chorus 2x.