Сектор газа — Сельский кайф

Nothing to do in the village, we're sitting pretty merry, You said: «Maybe we'll find some moonshine?» Why the hell do we need that crap? Better look at nature: Here in the village there's a whole wagon of highs! Why the hell do we need that crap? Better look at nature: Here in the village there's a whole wagon of highs!

We don't need booze, I'll tell you why — It's an expensive pleasure. Look at nature, damn it — there's poppy and hemp, An ocean of highs, and you're still on about alcohol.

Come to the garden, see the poppy growing over there? All we need is poppy, nothing else. We'll soak a bandage in the juice, see how stiff it stands, And boil it up in an iron mug. We'll soak a bandage in the juice, see how stiff it stands, And boil it up in an iron mug.

We don't need booze, I'll tell you why — It's an expensive pleasure. Look at nature, damn it — there's poppy and hemp, An ocean of highs, and you're still on about alcohol.

We'll add some anhydride, it won't hurt us, This world will be a sweet dream for us. We'll shoot up raw opium together, you'll get high in a moment, And forget moonshine forever! We'll shoot up raw opium together, you'll get high in a moment, And forget moonshine forever!

We don't need booze, I'll tell you why — It's an expensive pleasure. Look at nature, damn it — there's poppy and hemp, An ocean of highs, and you're still on about alcohol.