All of my friends are leaving abroad,
But I am staying, probably.
I laugh, I booze, when everything is fu*ked up.
And when I have nothing to eat - I will marry.
All of my friends are asking me: "How are you?"
And I just always answer, that I'm okay, super good.
Chorus:
Super, super, super, good.
I'm okay, super good.
Super, super, super good.
Everything is fine, super good.
And I will go nowhere,
Because I feel so good here in the (Soviet) Union.
Here they pour me a drink everywhere,
In every pub I go.
All of my friends are asking me: "How are you?"
And I just always answer, that I'm okay, super good.
Chorus:
Super, super, super, good.
I'm okay, super good.
Super, super, super good.
Everything is fine, super good.