Punk rock parranda

If you don't see no punks in downtown,
D'you know this town is dying quick? (It's just no good!)
I'll get it to you in this now:
You'll have a trouble finding goddamn prostitutes.

In this gutter town,
The girls are stingy, and guys are broke.
In this gutter town,
You will be always dying for a poke.

In this gutter town,
The logical balance is absurd.
And in this gutter town,
The women they never get wet.

And in this gutter town,
Music is only... [inaudible]
And in this gutter town,
Oh!

So that's when I pull over a taxi-co.,
With my new friends from Mexica,
And with limited [inaudible],
We started new... punk rock Parranda.
(Ohh punk! Punk!) If music doesn't come from windows,
You know that something's definitely wrong, (It's fuc*** wrong!)
And all the cars, they pass in silence,
[Ukrainian]

And if there is no guitar in a house,
You know its owner, he cannot be trusted.
And if there is no drumset in the office,
Don't be surprised when the business get busted.

And if your spouse doesn't play a sitar,
Don't expect a whole lot of commitment.
And if President doesn't play the sax,
He will not get an under-table treatment.

And in this gutter town,
Say you kick somebody in the head -
They just, they likely sue you,
But man, they don't get mad!

So that's when I pull over a taxi-co.,
With my new friends from Mexica,
And with limited [inaudible],
We started new... samba!

[Ukrainian]

And in this gutter town,
The logical balance is absurd.
And in this gutter town,
The women they never get wet.