артему для папы (исполнитель: Goran Bregovich & Iggy Pop)
howling wind is whistling In the night My dog is growling in the dark Something's pulling me outside To ride around in circles I know that you have got the time Coz anything I want, you do You'll take a ride through the strangers Who don't understand how to feel In the death car, we're alive In the death car, we're alive I'll let some [bad word] in the window It kind of wakes me up a little I don't turn on the radio Coz they play [bad word] like... you know When your hand was down on my [bad word] It felt quite amazing And now that is all over All we've got is the silence In the death car, we're alive In the death car, we're alive [bad word] on mandolins, play When I touched you I felt that You still had your baby fat And a little taste of baby's breath Makes me forget about death At your age you're still joking It ain't time yet for the choking So now we can own the movie And know each other [bad word] In the death car, we're alive In the death car, we're alive I want to hear some mandolins