From dusk till dawn Days are full of haze The streets of Moscow look like maze This captured my mind - No beginning, No end I can find. It's blowing, blowing out my mind. Moscow is a cold world I wanna get out of. I wanna get out of
Down to the subway One of crowded places Lots of negative faces Not open, Nor friendly. Everyone's got a problem. Flowing, flowing in transfers and transitions No end, no beginning I can't make definitions
Up in the street it's snowing and snowing, Melting into slushy mud Under my boots I hate it, but will force myself to like Moscow, Though now I can't, Now I can't.
I'll force myself Though now I can't Now I can't
I don't like Moscow I dont like
Moscow nights are full of lights Moscow at night is a different world Rich people in a big cars, Rich people in unapproachable clubs All of them looking like pop stars No comment, no talk Cause they don't know who you are
Moscow nights are full of lights Rich people in a big cars