In the cups of coffee,
They will not be clean.
Looking into the monitor,
We know the truth.

Rises up, one for all,
He sees the fire,
He is everywhere, He is everywhere.
In the red dawn.

He begs us with tears.
Speaking of your IP,
To make fun of us,
But we are, we are, we are the Ayatollahs!

We will go to war with him.
In the alliance we are with the blondes.
We will find the plants with grass,
They armed with forks.

We see an army of cats.
One, two, three, no, seven...
I see the tails,
Crossing from the shredder.

“Made in China” on mice.
Everything is done in Tetris.
And in my passports.
They only see logos.

We went through Oslo.
In a useful way,
We did not want evil.
But here we encountered the abyss...

We are weeping for us,
and the crying ones,
And we read in the tombs,
Stay in the CPC.
by GiG