Why didn't you come When I beat my drum And scream off my head Out into the night Scared of the slums Afraid of the guns Don't wanna see the hoodlums' fight Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now Don't wanna see the hoodlums' fight Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now Don't wanna see the hoodlums' fight
I was gonna come When I heard your drum And you scream you head Off into the night I grew up around The friend part of town But even the universes collide Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now Even the universes collide Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now Even the universes collide
There was no effort No family matter By the castes We don't divide It's just father told me Tonight authorities Preparing ethno-cleansing ride Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now Preparing ethno-cleansing ride Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-now Preparing ethno-cleansing ride
Two helicopters with machine guns Over the slums proud we will glide (Что это значит?) So when the universes collide Son don't get caught on a wrong side Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-na When the universes collide Hey-ey-ey na-na-na-na (Далее идет сильный гудзовый треш=)