Why didn't you come
When I beat my drum
And scream off my head
Out into the night
Scared of the slums
Afraid of the guns
Don't wanna see the hoodlums' fight
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now
Don't wanna see the hoodlums' fight
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now
Don't wanna see the hoodlums' fight
I was gonna come
When I heard your drum
And you scream you head
Off into the night
I grew up around
The friend part of town
But even the universes collide
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now
Even the universes collide
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now
Even the universes collide
There was no effort
No family matter
By the castes
We don't divide
It's just father told me
Tonight authorities
Preparing ethno-cleansing ride
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now
Preparing ethno-cleansing ride
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now
Preparing ethno-cleansing ride
Two helicopters with machine guns
Over the slums proud we will glide (Что это значит?)
So when the universes collide
Son don't get caught on a wrong side
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-na
When the universes collide
Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-na
(Далее идет сильный гудзовый треш=)
