CosmoCats
Текст песни Get Down

Here is a drug machine of a new generation,
Personal guide to the Perfect World.
I'm a poet of highway, the prophet of highlife,
Collector of nightlights and, God knows, who else.
So if you're lonely, if you need me,
I will call you tonight
As soon as daddy start to snore and mama turn out the light.
Cold city, gold city,
Fourty nine, fifty.
We're in it's embrace, get ready to fun.

Time to get down,to get full pack of hatred
You watch for your eyes, because you'll need to cry.
Time to set down, to return back to Nature
I've got you wet and release you only if I die

Hey, nothing more but the rhytm, nothing rules but the moving.
It's your twenty second year, so make it the best of your life.
Go back, MC, shut up, MC,
Cause I don't want ever hear how cool you are.
Man, why are you looking at my girl,
You know, you'd better look aside.
Now do you like her, do you want her?
Your coffin is paid already, guy!
Bad city, rude city,
The fellow was so pretty.
Now we have to go, as fast as might.