My friend works as a cutter in the factory. In appearance - something intermediate between Goth, Punk and Metalist.
In general, he decided to get stuck at work - made a dark stone face, and, under the noise of the machine, began to sing:
"Doychland Zaldaten, Underground Officer..."
He raises his head - in the door, a few blind faces and look at him... And he is not upset, already looking at them, continues:
"... nihit captain, nihit capituliren..."