Lenin's Street

You might ask me why

sometimes I just don’t say a word

Why can’t I laugh,

and there’s no smile on my face

Or why sometimes

I’m cracking these gloomily jokes

And all you can see

is my scary grimace.

I’m living on Lenin's Street. That’s a place of mine

And it hacks me up

and breaks me down from time to time.

I’m living on Lenin's Street. That’s a place of mine

And it hacks me up, and breaks me down from time to time.

What do you want from a really sick mind?

Kind people have hammered some nails into my head.

In school they put a big clyster down into my brain.

Good useful knowledge I got, and pain still remains

Because I was born and bred on a Lenin's street

It breaks me down again oh yes indeed

As so much my homeland I love, so much I hate it

And in fact, there is nothing to wonder about

She is, deaf and blind monster, And seems it's a fate

But I have no one other, no other to love

Oh, Lenin Street!

It breaks me down again oh yes indeed

Oh, Lenin Street. That’s a place of mine

And it hacks me up and breaks me down from time to time.