Punk not dead!

Black smoke enveloped the whole of Russia,
White snow fell on his shoulders,
I love you this way,
What you are this evening.

Rock without drugs, bees without honey,
Sex in a condom, a woman without boobs.

The evening smells of burnt leaves,
And in the glass stinks moonshine,
The smoke of cigarettes fell on her shoulders,
I dress under the blanket gondom.

Rock without drugs, Sex in a condom,
Bees without honey, a woman without boobs.

You go in a white coat,
And in the forehead there is a brilliant circle,
Some whores are taking me away,
Is uncle Sem and your ex-boyfriend.

Bees without honey, Sex in a condom,
A world without drugs, a woman without boobs.

I open my eyes, a beam of light in my face;
"Where is your decency?" Someone asked.
But I do not care, and that's not enough!
"Suck my cock!" I washed it yesterday ...

Sex without drugs, bees in a condom,
Rock without honey, a woman without boobs.