Текст песни Западный фронт - Грязные танцы

In Baghdad, everything is calm, on the streets - special forces,
ROUNDS - CURTANT HOUR.
But for some reason the inhabitants are all, and young and old
Instead of thanks, shout: Allah Akbar!

Today you are alive, and tomorrow is dead.
All this dirty dancing
Kill american!

War of gods is a dollar and Allah
Lead the struggle for oil, and we are not in cases.
But Uncle Sam is not sleeping, he is forever in the post,
It exports an American dream to Iraq.

Today you are alive, and tomorrow is dead.
All this dirty dancing
Kill american!

Democracy in action, Bush calls on a feast.
He wanted just to make the whole world.
And on the star and striped flag of the USA
Stars became a swastika.

Today you are alive, and tomorrow is dead.
All this dirty dancing
Kill american!

In Baghdad, everything is calm, on the streets of special forces,
ROUNDS - CURTANT HOUR.
Happy Americans drink whiskey and mulled wine,
And Hussein housings at Baghdad at night.

You are alive, you are dead, all these are dirty dancing.
Again in the sky Baghdad sounds:
Kill american!