We're the West we're the East, We are "Beauty & The Beast" We're the dark we're the light We're a nation & a tribe We're the joy we're the pain We're the disgrace & we're the fame We're a slush of broken ways And a mystery place We're the calm we're a gale We're the freedom & a jail We're a prayer of the lamb And a dirty slang If we're pressed we can live If they lie we can forgive We can riot we can sleep That's all we need
We're the Russian guys, So we never cry We are nice & kind, But we burn our life We're the Russian guys Ain't afraid of dying Every day & night Our life's an internal fight
We're a gun & a temple, We are terrible & gentle We're a church with a bell, Vodka & kissel We're the fortune & the badluck, We're the fight against the dark We're revival & death, And tenderness We're the Cross & the Star, We are hatred we are love We are laziness & feeze, A laughter & tears If we're called we must come, We can do what's never been done We can fly we can crawl It's our soul
Someone's talking 'bout us We're the Aliens from the Mars They are trying to understand- Such a miracle miracle land