[Verse 1]
These days its hard not to be stupid
Wake up in the noon and cross yourself
Get drunk suddenly
Bare your teeth in the police sergeant's face
Emotions are over, masks on faces
Crinkling a boiled syringe in the groin
No one to apologise to
Would like to go home, to Siberia, to work (there)
And here's only cut yourself (e.g. to die)
[Chorus]
Capital of the cement and maneaters
On the Obvodnoy, on the Fontanka, on the Moyka
In the Devyatkino, or on thе Field of Mars
Garbage, garbage, garbagе dump everywhere
On the Petrogradka, on the Vaska, Krestovsky
In all communal apartments; at the front doors; in the tinctures
On the Dybenko and in Avtovo
Garbage, garbage dump everywhere
[Verse 2]
Salty-cheesy kids
Of the pissed, passage streets
With balloons, that were stolen by their dad
But haven't eaten since day before yesterday
Peeking out of skid row
With their heavy smelly hollow eyes
Promising in the notebook to the teacher
That when they grow up, theyll gonna shoot up
Cramped, modly, hypocrite streets
Every day are forcing (me) to slouch
Everybody will die in this blown summer
But the bridges will still open!
[Chorus]
Capital of the cement and maneaters
On the Obvodnoy, on the Fontanka, on the Moyka
In the Devyatkino, or on the Field of Mars
Garbage, garbage, garbage dump everywhere