{Intro}
One, two, three, four
{Verse 1}
We're sitting under streetlights, waiting to be picked up
By some ambulance car or some pickup truck
That's come this far, as we don't really care
How we got about as long as we get out
{Verse 2}
So what's behind the pillar rising, coming down town every day?
What's behind the fast-food restroom at the exit of the motorway?
I'm telling you, please neither laugh nor cry
There's a long line of fast-food places until you die
{Outro}
And here it's New Year's Day for the twentiеth time
Still I'm nothing but some voicelеss pantomime
Still I'm nothing but some voiceless pantomime
Still I'm nothing but some voiceless pantomime
Yes, I am