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If we are here not to do
What you and I wanna do
And go forever crazy with it
Why the hell are we even here?
There was never any good old days
They are today, they are tomorrow
It's a stupid thing we say
Cursing tomorrow with sorrow
When we stand here in a row
Looking like a bunch of heroes
I know that deep inside
Nothing more but bunch of zeroes
Skolko utetchki tepla
Vot takaja vot sudba
Nam segodnja suzdena
A bit mezget chto kogda da-j povezet!
Steppin' on the trail of Ultimate
I would never choose to die
so give me rest of all the secrets
give me new culture of life
Ultimate!
Ultimate!
Ultimate!
Ultimate!
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Back in the day yo as we learned
A man was not considered to be
Considered to be fully grown
Has he not gona beyond the hills
Has he not crossed the 7 seas
Yeah, 7 seas at least!
Now all them jokers kept around
Just like the scarecrows in hometown
Yeah, scarecrows in hometown
From screen to screen they're travelin'
But I'm a wonderlust king
I stay on the run
Let me out
Let me be gone
In the world's beat up road sign
I saw new history of time...
New history of time!!!
Through Siberian woods
LyricsBreaking up their neck
Chinese moving in building discoteques
Homemade sex toys and whatnot
Yeah, and why not?
Well at least it's something different
From what they got in every other airport
Ja ne evrei, no koje-chto pohozge
sovrat ne dast ni Yura ni Seryozga!
Simple because I'm not a total gadjo
Da ja shut, ja tziratch, nu tak stozge?
I traveled the world
Looking for understanding
Of the times that we live in
Hunting and gathering first hand information
Challenging definitions of sin
I traveled the world
Looking for lovers
Of the ultimate beauty
But never settled in
I'm Wonderlust King!
And presidents
And billionaires
And generals
They'll never know
What I have owned!
What I have owned...
I'm a wonderlust king!
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It is easier to see
Evil as entity
Not as condition inside you and me
I did not invent it, I'm just in charge of it
Simple businessman with simple practical plan
So do you wanna be a model, yeah?
All you got to do is show up, wow!
We'll be leaving soon for the breaking ground
For there will forever be slavery
There forever be cruelty
There forever be wretched of Earth
Crawlin' up round driven by last semen drop
Factory that makes you, they say, it never stops
Factory that makes them, I know, it never stops...
So do you wanna be a model, yeah?
All you got to do is show up, wow!
We'll be leaving soon for the breaking ground
For there will forever be slavery
There forever be cruelty
In this game they'll always be on the top
and it's up for you to learn or not!
eh! padavai-ka djadka lodku, babenok zagruzgai-ka
oi, davai davai!... trimai denga denga
oh da kino-cameru da zgurnalistik nu ka dai-ka
eh! po chernu morju... da na Dubai Dubai
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First time I had read the Bible
It had stroke me as unwitty
I think it may started rumor
That the Lord ain't got no humor
Put me inside SSC
Let's test superstring theory
Oh yoi yoi accelerate the protons
stir it twice and then just add me, 'cause
I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
From the maelstrom of the knowledge
Into the labyrinth of doubt
Frozed underground ocean
melting - nuking on my mind
Yes give me Everything Theory
LyricsWithout Nazi uniformity
My brothers are protons
My sisters are neurons
Stir it twice, it's instant family!
I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
My brothers are protons
My sisters are neurons
Stir it twice dlja prekrastnih dam...
Do you have sex maniacs
Or schizophrenics
Or astrophysicists in your family
Was my grandma anti anti
Was my grandpa bounty bounty
Hek-o-hek-o-hej-o
They ask me in embassy!
'Cause I don't read the Bible
I don't trust disciple
Even if they're made of marble
Or Canal Street bling
And my grandma she was anti!
And my grandpa he was bounty!
And stir it twice
And then just add me!
Partypartypartypartypartyparty
now afterparty...
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After getting his political message come across
uncle Sandro experienced absolutely devastating
absolutely excruciating sense of loss
Yo uncle Sandro, we don't really know
but seems like politicians can be only wrong!
and so to feel devine again and innocent and free
Sandro headed straight to harem
in Tuscany
Ran Taranta Super Taranta!
Harem in Tuscany!
Sandro came back from world travel stupider than left
even good guys fight each other
even bad songs being theft
we walked stupid he talked stupid
he could not comprehend
and therefore everyone called him a stupid man...
Everybody wonders about meaning of the life
I set out to conquer fucker-- Polutchilsja Kalf!
and so to feel divine again and innocent and free
LyricsSandro headed straight to Harem in Tuscany!
Only ones in the good spirit
full of life and good advice
who's not jealous and not bitter
come to me let's talk about
how to live a decent life
when you are bigger than life
where the hell the top or bottom
in this good god damn ying yang?
everybody wonders nu-li
about meaning of the life
I set out to conquer fucker
and a Polutchilsja Kalf!
to harem of innocence
Devla le-la let me in!
For the boots of decent life
they are just too small for me!
Ah ti tjotenka patchkunja
ai ti djadka moidodir
Zgeka, kak tam progibalovo
ili normaldy!?
Sandro came out of the harem stupider than left.
even good girls fight eachother,
knickers are being theft!
and so to feel divine again and innocent and free
got ready for punk rock siesta in
Harem in Carpaty!
Ran Taranta Super Taranta!
Harem in Carpaty!
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Give me a vision when I got none
and thunderbolts in each hand of my own
for I'm comin' back to level
Everything they taught us wrong
With a crave for for panacea
World is crawlin' on all fours
In a search of a new prayer
Gods are throwin' thunderbolts
So dub it like toyarisch would
Dub it like a best friend could
Dub it like a brother would
Onto Transmigration!
I need leads how to keep going
On the trail of ultimate from the streets to the subconscious
from subconscious to the God
Master tell me how come everything they taught us
Always seems to be so god damn wrong
LyricsIn the meantime music from the tiny island
Takes over the world
Frequencies of love
Gather round, oh come on
Frequencies of love
Overcome, overthrow!
So dub it like tovarisch could
Say it like a brother would
Hold me like a mother would
Onto transmigration
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My strange uncles from abroad
yes I never met them
but I took everything they wrote
and I'll never forget them
Through the mystical communication
deep within it all comes true
forming underground railroad
for our ultimate break through!
My strange nephews from abroad
I'll meet them on the cosmos streets
and we will drink to how we never told you
to trust a plastic beat
Bright open eyes. they are still looking
they are still finding
a few unpoisoned hearts
no matter where you are exiled.
no matter where you are exiled!
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Where there's a music shall be comin' out of every car
There is a silence all over downtown
Where community celebrates shall be aroused
I walk the sterile gardens where life is on pause
No can do this!
No can do that!
What da hell can you do, my friend?
In this place that you call your town
I guess you can't expect much from the hometown
Well I don't know if you can even call it your own
When they don't want you to get near excitement
And in protest to that you just stay home
No can do this!
No can do that!
On intersection of all dimensions
where I was stoppin' by just for a drink
I meet a brother from tribal connection
of our fun loving restless breed
LyricsI wanna walk this Earth like it is mine
And so is everyone in our funlovin' tribe
C'mon, is that real so much to ask
from all these goddamn nazi-fuedals
I'm gonna take it to community
Cause I want everyone to see
There never was any conspiracy
And we are all here simple to sing:
No can do this! No can do that!
Where the's music should be comin' out of every car
There is a silence all over downtown
Only intersection semi-alive
Outskirts are sedated, me gone...
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My dear good friend
Let's not forget
That we can take down Pinotchet
Against us any gang of four
Will be on the floor
When I was younger I thought
Someday that we will win
And in another country
I will find my twin
Spread good music and good poetry
Joining forces of the victory
Down in the hallways of unknown
Where we walk alone
Inside of hospitals and morgue
Clinical loneliness backs off...
If you'll remember those before
and the ones that yet to come
then above suffer of it all
Triumphs the union of souls
With only one thing on its mind
I can't go on, I will go on!
With only one thing on it's mind
I can't go on I will go on
I can't go on I will go on...
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Yeah o yeah you seen me walk
On burning bridges
Yeah o yeah you seen me fall
In love with witches
And you know my brain is held
Inside by stitches
Yet you know I did survive
All of your lovely sieges
And you know that I'll pick up
Every time you call
Just to thank you one more time
Alcohol
And you know that I'll survive
Every time you come
Just to thank you one more time
For everything you've done
Alcohol
Alcohol
LyricsAnd I'm sorry some of us
Given you bad name
yeah o yeah, cause without you
Nothing is the same
Yeah o yeah i miss you so
Every time we break up
Just to hit a higher note
Every time we make up
Who's crawlin' up my spine - alcohol
I've been waiting long long time - alcohol
Now you teach me how to rhyme - alcohol
Just don't stab me in the back with cartisol
Now we reunite - alcohol
And forever be divine - alcohol
Screw a light bulb in my head - alcohol
may that ceremony be happy or sad...
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Suddenly door opened just a crack
a hand reached out and ordered me to duck
took me to a Sturm and Drang banquet
where Rismsky and Korsakov they met
On the Sturm and Drang banquet
where Kunitzky popal pod zapret
A stambuljanskij k Rudiku v Kismet
Still i miss Carpaty!
miss Carpaty, miss Carpaty
Sojuzivka is the best
but I still miss Carpaty!
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Your country raised you
your country fed you
And just like any other country
It will break you
On front line send you
Tax the hell out of you
And just like any other country
It will lock you up you!
But unfortunately there'll be no judgement day
It would be kind of fun to see
What they would have to say
When the god they preached
Would actually be there
And all who didn't like The Stooges
Would go to fucking hell!
What are all these countries
How did they appear?
Who cut up the cake?
Who brought up all this gear?
LyricsDid it have to do anything
With its people's will?
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know my dear...
But even all the garbage
they pour over our eyes
Does not prevent us from living
Most magical of lifes
Now it's six in the morning
I'm down in New Orleans
Sister paintings on the wall
They will speak to me
And up later on we resume salutations
to the rest of local Tribal Connections
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Have you ever been to American wedding?
Where is the vodka, where's marinated herring?
Where is the supply that gonna last three days?
Where is the band that like Fanfare.
Gonna keep it goin' 24 hours
Ta-tar-ranta-ta-ta
Super taran-ta taran-ta ran-ta ta
Instead it's one in the mornin'
and DJ is patchin' up the cords
Everybody's full of cake
Staring at the floor
Proper couples start to wonder
That it's time to do
People gotta get up early
Yep, they gotta go
People gotta get up early
And she'd gotta boyfriend
And this whole fucking thing
Is just a one huge disappointment
Lyrics
Ta-tar-ran-ta
Nothing gets these people going
not even Gypsy Kings
nobody talks about my Supertheory
of Supereverythings!
SO be you Donald Trump
Or be an anarchist
Make sure that your wedding
Doesn't end up like this
I understand the cultures
Of a different kind
But here word celebration
Just doesn't come to mind
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