I don’t wanna speak Russian
I feel sick of this fashion
People look like each other
And it bothers, bothers
It’s a beautiful city
With no woods. What a pity!
You’ve got nothing to breathe
Only squeeze, squeeze
Once I wanted to have some coal
But Mr. A says he owns it all
Then I decided to buy a car
But I spent all my money for FC Shakhtar
Well he’s our hero, and he’s our god
We’ve nothing to eat but we’re so proud
We hate Badfellow and Youthinkso
While Mr. A is our love, love...
My dad works in a mine
He’s got broken spine
He’s got poor eyesight
But he’s alright
My mom worked in a plant
Used to sing in a band
Now she cleans the loo
And she’s alright too
Once I wanted to have some coal
But Mr. A says he owns it all
Then I decided to buy a car
But I spent all my money for FC Shakhtar
Well he’s our hero, and he’s our god
We’ve nothing to eat but we’re so proud
We hate America and NATO
While Mr. A is our love, love...
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