Текст песни
Imagine a baby meteor rain
Or at worst nuclear war
What we doing? Most likely to drink
And talk about the bread
Alternative classics - has become the meaning of life
Peace and standard - is death boredom.
People will run to burn and we rejoice
Imagine this fucking mushroom cloud
He will kill us but I'm just glad
With you I'm ready for anything.
Let the idiots saying - that we are not a couple
Let blockheads think they are smart
But we will be with you in this room
At the end of the fucking world.
We will have fun
I think it will be fun
