Mornin', dear,
Would you like some extasy?
You know, the party's here;
We are the members of democracy.
Take some more;
Don't be afraid, give up your dignity.
We'll burn this day with our fuckin' show.
Awake the curiosity.
...Join our band;
Let your hands take that fuckin' handgun.
Get it with your god-damned “righteous” hand;
We will be led by cruel motherfucker.
He'll make them shit,
For tiny lambs of liar - God.
Let them from the carriages to meet
The Devil, king of sins and mud.
We'll win the game;
It's our final goal, you know.
So jump off bed and don't be lame
To change the country's mind, my bro.