LYRICS

Apparently he had come time to master took 300 marks,
he came to the apartment with a brush and Whitewash Brush.
And leave your hands on the ceiling, corners,
be broken heap objects are twisted walls.

Chorus:
Help, I have a master home! (Help, help!)
Help break and frown!
Help will give him the money! (Help, help!)
Just me sweeps.

It was like the front as the Stalingrad battle,
how caught repair, I rolled the shepherd boy.
And put your hands on the ceiling, corners,
broke is a bunch of objects, curved walls are.

Chorus: (x2)