Letter to Castro

Three days on horseback
And I am in town
Let's see what kind of hats
They are wearing now

Where to stick hair-combs
And where to stick shades
I have no socks
Over the pants

Got a job
to pay for all my sins
Tearing off front pages
From porno magazines

Boy you can do
Better than that!
She had a hiccup!

She had a hiccup!
I got a belt!
I got a lotta!
Sah-to, Sah-to!
Sah-to, Sah-to!
Sah-to, Sah-to!

Brush the floor, you country girl
Let those pigtails swing around!
Look at me, I am a fine boy
I work hard on costumes for the night
Look at me I am a fine boy
I work hard on costumes for the night

Vse tut sho-to tam mutjat
i druzhban moj podumal
nahren mne underground, ja sho blja, durak?
Tozhe kapuste kuponovij vozduh
vzjal instrument sebe, i sel v kabak

on tozhe tam shas tipa sho-to tam krutit
ja poslushal govorju chuvak ty nasral
v otvet on chisto kinul muzykalku v mashinu
prihvatil maluju i

And a-one
In a ditch
There's always some post-modernist twist, you bitch!
Sah-to
Sah-to
Sah-to, Sah-to

Brush the floor, you country girl
Let those pigtails swing around
Look at me, I am a fine boy
I work hard on costumes for the night
For the night

Brush the floor, you country girls
Let those pigtails swing around
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa can you take it?
I work hard on costumes for the night
I work hard on costumes this night
Night...
Night...

Get yourself another Russian girl...