Текст песни Илья Олейников и Юрий Стоянов - Хит-парад

There is no reason for us to bazaar
And in kind our squad
Right now, will show you from the zone
Interzonal hit parade

Our Tanya is whining loudly
There is no Bulanova living
The way she conquers the beast
That will cry like a child

A moan is heard over Krasnaya Presnya
This is Vova Presnyakov
This moan is called a song
Only with us and the hounds

Rasputin is bawling
Razin thinks, "Well, well ..."
And throws her overboard
Into the oncoming wave

We live without rap sad
Where are you, where are you, Titomir
Washbasin Head
And washcloth commander

Moiseev Borya timidly
I danced with a ballerina
A murmur is heard behind them
"- Traded us for a woman"

That's all, what’s more?
Nothing more to say
There is a will for everything
The century we will not see!