Among all young people from kolkhoz
I was the only punk around
I was wearin' leather pants
And I was dirty as a pig
My daddy worked on a harvester
And was making three quotas a day
And my mother is at the farm
Pullin' cow's titties all days long
Chorus:
I'm hefty as a boar
And I've got an accordion
I chop punk rock on it
And you can't find anything wrong with me
I'm a number one guy around here
And all grandmas bark at me
Soooooo, whatever...
My dad beats me with an oven fork
And my mom beats me with a broom
It's because I chop so loud
Punk-rock stuff when I'm home
All chicks despise me
For my weird haircut
The whole village barks at me
And says: "To hell that punk rock!"
Chorus:
I'll leave my farm to hell
And I'll go to the town
They would take me as their kind
As they like pigs like me there.
I will hang my bast shoes on a nail
And I will put on my jackeet
And I'm leavin' for Voronezh crib.