It's too queerly quiet day
I've been seeking everywhere
What's the matter and what's up
la -la-la
I've been thinking all the day
Why the things are too unfair
I'm sick and I'm fed up
la -la-la

[x2]
What's the matter  what's up
I'm sick and fed up

All the crowd for mе is spies
If it's not it is surprise
How to live in crowded place
la -la-la
If it's not it is surprise
Silence can show me it's size
It's a danger of a taste
la -la-la

[x2]
How to live in this place
It's a danger of taste

For...me...to...be...
La -la-la-la....