ukrainian punk
and you drink the moonshine like it's a french cognac
and you chew on the lard, like expensive wurst
and you don't give a damn that someone wishes you worst
and so you run run run, like a riverhound
like it's the banks of Thames, like the life's very long
and so you hold up a pawnshop, like it's a Royal Bank
and give the mayor a whack: Ukrainian punk!
and you live like a star, in your neighborhood
your wife works at sweatshop,--but she's top model for you
and someone's looking for you not out of love
and you will kill in no time for just a fistful of bucks!
and so you run run run, like a riverhound
like it's the banks of Thames, like the life's very long
and so you hold up a pawnshop, like it's a Royal Bank
and buy the kid a big mac--UKRAINIAN PUNK!
And if you wake in the morning, i will be surprised
and if you're back by the night-- i will get drunk
and what else can i tell you, that you and i are the same?
just a regular kid with a golden heart, and not a pence to our name!
original--Разные Люди, "Лопань-река"
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