Текст песни Jah Division - Хохот и ужас

One day, everything will be as a penny:
First, to the waist, then the chest,
Then a long laughter in the garden on the bench,
And at the end of the nightingale bend.

Or the little girl ice,
Frosty wag his scythe,
And horror could not understand,
I'm on the hot coals go barefoot.

Or fall out of his mouth objects
Not like any dollar or the ruble,
As if came from another planet,
Or grown as turnip out of the ground.

Well, in truth, I was born here,
While calling the local laughter.
I just fell off the ceiling,
Here and I differ slightly from the others.

I live in such a state is not bad,
I can, for example, do not sleep.
Someone calls me seriously Buddha.
But I still just want to be.

And while talking to himself; "Bye!"
And I go without clothes when the winter.
And at dusk, trying not to attract attention,
I am pleased to jump house.