If you don't see no punks in downtown

You know this town is dying quick - it's just no good!

I guarantee you in this town

You'll have a trouble finding goddamn prostitutes

In this kind of town

The girls are stingy, and guys are broke

In this kind of town

You will be always dying for a poke

In this kind of town

Sociological balance is upset.

And in this kind of town

The women they never get wet

And in this kind of town

Music is only background for dining

And in this kind of town

Whoa!

So that's when I pull over on a Texaco

With my new friends from Mexico

And with unlimited budget contrabanda

We started new... punk rock Parranda!

If music doesn't come from windows

You know that something's definitely wrong - it's fucking wrong!

You know the cars, they pass by in silence

Dead rollerbladers roll straight into morgue

And if there is no guitar in a house

You know its owner, he cannot be trusted

And if there is no drumset in the office

Don't be surprised when the business get busted

And if your spouse doesn't play a sitar

Don't expect a whole lot of commitment

And if President doesn't play the sax

He will not get an under-table treatment

And in this kind of town,

Say you kick somebody in the head

They just, they likely sue you

But mad, no they don't get mad!

So that's when I pull over on a Texaco,

With my new friends from Mexico

And with unlimited budget contrabanda

We starting new... samba!

E mamasito mama capito de gren ame traoasa

Ame pro targo a chikipita viparuvasa

A teper oruzja pankujut vse!

And in this kind of town

Sociological balance is upset

And in this kind of town

The women they never get wet