yms | Игги Поп и Умка (Reply)

Спасибо

I took a poundin'
From the radio today
I heard the radio say some piece of shit
Was the sound of today

I took a beatin'
When I saw my TV play, I saw my TV play
Over and over
And there were no escape

The box is hollow
And that riff is fucking dead,
That riff is fucking dead,
But the riff is poundin'
In my fucking head

They're gonna push it
Until false is true
Until day is night
They're gonna push it baby
Until wrong feels right
Until wrong feels right

It's a big industry
And they can beat my brain
With houses cars and shame
They are insane
But they can beat my brain

God and his captains
They won't pull a fucking plug
They won't pull a fucking plug
And give the skies
Back to the birds and bugs

(возможны ошибки; там, откуда
я этот текст взял, их ещё больше)

Включаю радио —
и слышу голосок
Вещает голосок, что современный звук —
вон тот говна кусок

День ото дня
эфирные дела
гнилые пироги
хотят меня
хотят мои мозги

День ото дня
позорная толпа
уродов и блядей
с телеэкрана
бесстыдно ест людей

Одна надежда —
не станет больше ждать
небесный командир,
и комарам
и воробьям
и соловьям
назад вернёт эфир