What will you do when policeman runs up to you? You can stop or run away, If the first – you gonna fail, If the second – saves your brain, never stop front of the train It will brings you to the hell
CHORUS Smell the taste of the erase Now you’re out of our space
What will you do when ambulance comes to you? Ask some tablets for the cure; make some noise that you are poor Let them touch and stare at you, play like actor if it’s not true Deal with it, you’ll be succeed
CHORUS Smell the taste of the erase Now you’re out of our space
What will you do when fireman comes to you? You must say that you don’t smoke, and remember it’s not a joke If you’re pensioner – don’t cry, anyway you’ll gonna die I’m not serious, I lied
CHORUS Smell the taste of the erase Now you’re out of our space