ты мне можешь говорить,
что рок-н-ролл - мужское дело,
только я смогла забыть,
как ты трахался умело
Припев.
мне не нужен больше ты
забирай свою футболку
наши общие мечты
отнесу на барахолку
лалалалалалалалалалалала
а твою собаку я
с радостью продам на органы
задолбал ты так меня
что бунтуют омены
Припев.
не уйду, дверь не закрою
лучше ты лови шмотье
только глаз рукой прикрою
мне же грустно все равно
Припев х2
You' re so post-punk
I.
My grandma was charmed by you
I dont know how it happenned
but we met and I understood
that only with you I can be happy.
you're the guitarist in strange group
I am a hysterical type of mad girls
you're an ascetic but you look so good
that I can't change you on sweety earls
you're so post-punk
guy, I like you
it's not very fun,
but I fell in love with you
II.
My drunken parties and alcoholic friends
Try to fill void in my life
Your shape is like from nothern islands
seems to me so post-punk and naive
I like Joy Division and you like it too
we don't know anything else about us
I found you in Net and what can I do?
I'am becoming demented. It's my decadence.
you're so post-punk
guy, I like you
it's not very fun,
but I fell in love with you
III.
I'am drowning in my loneliness
and your shape is haunting me
my bug is nothing less
that paranoia or strong dreaming of free
you're so post-punk
guy, I like you
it's not very fun,
but I fell in love with you