If you ride a long way in the transit tunnel straight forward
You can go a far far away...
If we`ll ignore IR trigger and stride with the bells on
It would be too bad for us to stay.
One for road - we`ll take it lightly,
The lift tower is locked tightly
But the monkey-wrench will clear our way.
In Solyanka and Neglinka, in the Roscha and the Minka
There`s no entry points as good as there.

I have seen a lots of pit-shafts
There`s no better than [bad word] 
I just love this creosote scent.
Knowing lotsa `bout locations
Infiltrating with all the passion,
So just let begin our own descent.
You are sitting at my side
And managing the train`s controls,
I will break the blast door and return to track
You can take the workers` stuff there,
But don`t take too much too carry
It would be too [bad word] hard [bad word] back...

There are morning in the jail`s cell,
Summer days just going well on,
But not so long ago the winter dwelled.
D`you remember when in subway
FSO took us on our way.
As I see you don`t remember well.
"Let us go - we are not thieves, guess,
Are you workers or a chekists?"
Such a question would be just ignored.
D`you remember this old fashion -
Look at guys at Police Station,
They has everything about us stored...