Вадим Кузема - Творцы
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A foggy haze will fall upon the world.
Either a tsunami or a war.
The newspaper pages are all crooked.
It's clear – they've given us a deadline.
Of course, they'll hold a meeting.
They'll hug and have a farewell drink.
To solve the people's money problems.
They'll send in an army of accountants.

But we need creators! We need creators! They'll pull themselves out of the water
They'll be flooded with creativity
They'll drink a ton or two of beer
They'll paint a picture of problems for years to come
The devil can't figure it out without incense
They'll forget about everyone, they'll tear off the roofs
But they'll find light in the tunnel

A drought will hit the fields
A bucket of water won't help you
You'll only have to dream about meat
You'll have to eat all sorts of nasty things
Your stomach will immediately go haywire
You'll vomit, you'll have diarrhea
They'll send teams of veterinarians to solve the problem with this fire
We need creators! We need creators! They'll pull themselves out of the water
They'll whip up clouds of creativity
They'll drink a ton or two of beer
They'll paint a picture of problems for years to come
The devil can't figure it out without incense
They'll give up on everyone, they'll tear off the roofs
But they'll find light in the tunnel

Crime will flourish in such an environment
Crisis is their air, drought is their honey
They'll start forging swords again
They'll start adding fuel to the fire
They'll cut belts from raw hide
We'll form a wedge where they form a wedge
They'll put up barriers for them, build thresholds
Highway thugs

But we need creators! We need creators! They'll dig themselves out of the water
They'll whip up clouds of creativity
They'll drink a ton or two of beer
They'll paint a picture of problems for years to come
The devil can't figure it out without incense
They'll forget about everyone, they'll blow their minds
But they'll find a light in the tunnel

It's understandable, if such a mess
Morality is on the back burner
People's minds will be clogged again
It's impossible to see a thing in such a blizzard
Then they'll rush to save morality
It's time to bite their elbows
About the great love of making films
They'll hire prostitutes and casinos

But we need creators! We need creators!
They'll dig themselves out of the water
They'll whip up clouds of creativity
They'll drink a ton or two of beer
They'll paint a picture of problems for years to come
The devil can't figure it out without incense
They'll forget about everyone, they'll blow their minds
But they'll find a light in the tunnel