Я из СССР - Панк-забой долгов
текст песни

You borrow from a kind person, it happens.
A little over three thousand rubles.
And he takes the debt back.
An inhuman scoundrel.
Calls in the morning, yelling about late fees.
Threatens to sue.
And I say, "Dude, you're a genius!"
Where am I going to find you money?

The phone is burning up.
We're talking to each other!
He's talking about court, and I'm talking about the pits!
I'm a poor phenomenon!

I'm out of money, but hang in there!
Loan sharks, all of you—go to hell!
The saxophone is playing ska!
I'm tap dancing at the barre!
Hey, banker, come on, don't be stingy!
Write off your debts and hang yourself!
We'll liquidate the entire loan!
To the sound of guitar, punk rock!

I got a message from the microfinance organization.
Like, you're late with your payment.
And you have no money, how pathetic.
Nothing to do—you can wait!
They write, "We'll be there soon!"
We'll pee on the kettle and the cat!
I tell them, "I'm waiting for you, 'til the end!"
What a face!

My phone is on fire.
We're having a conversation together!
He's talking about the court, and I'm talking about the pit!
I'm a poor phenomenon!

No money, but hang in there!
Loan sharks, you can all go to hell!
Saxophone playing ska!
I'm tap dancing at the barre!
Hey, banker, come on, don't be stingy!
Write off your debts and hang yourself!
We'll wipe out the entire loan!
To the sound of punk guitar!

One-two-three, the bell rings again.
One-two-three, and we're off to get drunk.
He yells at me, "Where's the cash?"
I got him some real cash!!!

There's no money, but hang in there!
Loan sharks, all of you—go to hell!
The saxophone's playing ska!
I'm tap dancing at the barre!
Hey, banker, come on, don't be stingy!
Write off your debts and hang yourself!
We'll wipe out the entire loan!
To the sound of punk guitar!

There's no money and none in sight!
Who's going to be mad at us now?

Where's the money?