Don't ask me who I am, baby It's just a little talk 'cause every dog in Moscow city Knows my easy walk. Always with the bad boys, Always with the knife, You see it in the movies, baby- I see it in my life.
Bully, bully, bully – they call me, man Bully, bully, bully – that's just what I am.
I was a troubler at home, baby A trouble - maker at school, They tried to change & fix me– But nobody's fool
I was lucky in love, baby I was lucky with cards Million broken windows Million broken hearts Bully, bully, bully with the broken teeth Bully, bully, bully – that's the name of my biz
And now I'm standing on stage, baby But nothing's gonna change I'll stay a wild young, Tartar Till the old man's age I do the bad things – You like it, I make the noise – you pay Twenty-three years, twenty-three years Twenty-three years forever man Twenty-three years Goddamn...