We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname
We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname
Warm up the car, go for a drive
The wind in the head, we like seventeen
Deep inner peace, empty pockets
Roads unfinished, jump on the pits
We're hooded so we can't see.
We are quite different, in our orbit
We are Earthmen, but you are from Jupiter
And we are in life the same as in the video
We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname
We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname
You show-offs, you empty,
And we are honest and simple
You stuff friends sell
Your parents raised you badly
Outside the window freezes February,
And at us is not cold, may the eternal
Tomorrow we'll be all colors dirty asphalt
Because today we all drink pure whiskey
We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname
We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname
We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname
We are the poorest, but the most stylish
We live without a name and without a surname