In Bloom
Sell the kids for food.
weather changes moods.
Spring is here again.
Reproductive glands.
Chorus:
Hey,he's the one who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun,
But he knows not what it means,
Knows not what it means,
And I say
Hey,he's the one who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun,
But he knows not what it means,
Knows not what it means,
And I say yeah.
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom.
Chorus (x2).
V rascvete
Prodavaj detej za kusok hleba.
Pogoda vlijaet na nastroenie.
K nam snova javilas' vesna.
Polovye organy.
Pripev:
E'j,on odin iz teh,komu nravjatsja ljubye milye pesenki,
I emu nravit'sja pet' vse dni naprolet,
I emu nravit'sja palit' iz svoego ruzh'ja,
No on znaet sovsem ne to,chto e'to znachit,
Znaet sovsem ne to,chto e'to znachit,
I ja govorju,
E'j,on odin iz teh,komu nravjatsja ljubye milye pesenki,
I emu nravit'sja pet' vse dni naprolet,
I emu nravit'sja palit' iz svoego ruzh'ja,
No on znaet sovsem ne to,chto e'to znachit,
Znaet sovsem ne to,chto e'to znachit,
I ja govorju:"da-a"
My mozhem poimet' koe-chto esche,
Ved' priroda-e'to deshevaja shljuha,
Gnil'ca na bochkah sozrevshih plodov,
Nezhnyj vozrast v rascvete.
Pripev (h2) |