C-people In their c-flats Watching c-shows C-people In their simple world Scoring their goals
Don't you see that we are like them, ooh Don't you see that we are like them, ooh Don't I see that you don't like it, girl Don't I see that you don't like it
I saw her Changing clothes On the 4-th floor In her rent-flat Like her ant-friends As it all goes
She remembers what it's all about - Dancing with a hundred legs around Screaming like the thousand voices round She jumps over her head You jump over your head You jump over your head
Put your gypseous head into the water Put your cross-fingered hand onto your heart Keep personality in secret Never tell anyone who you are Put your gypseous head into the water Put your cross-fingered hand onto your heart Never tell anyone the name of your lover When they do know the truth you will be far
You will be far away from here I'm just a c-boy of the c-girl in the c-world
C-people In the seashores Eating c-food C-people Need no because To be no good