Текст песни В. Цой - Когда-то ты был битником

Hey, where are your semolina shoes
And where did you put your double-breasted jacket?
Hide your slippers away, daddy,
You wouldn't have given a nickle for them before.

And once you were a beatnik, ooh
Once you were, you were once a beatnik.

You were ready to give your soul for rock and roll
Extracted from a snapshot of someone else's diaphragm.
And now - TV, newspaper, football,
And your old mother is happy with you.

And once you were a beatnik, ooh
Once you, you were once a beatnik.

Rock and roll time is gone
Have cooled the gray hair of your youth ardor.
But I believe and it's nice to believe in me
That in your soul you remained the same as you were.

And once you were a beatnik, ooh
Once you, you were once a beatnik.