Eurasian Punk Crash (One Way Street & Suburban Uproar Split)

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released October 13, 2014

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Track Name: Better Be Dead (feat Suburban Uproar)
Be a slave, be a soldier
No, fuck it, it's not my choice
Let them all shoot each other
In the profitable war

Government buys human's lifes
And turn them into slaves
You can accept authority's lies
But i think it's better be dead!


Be a slave, be a soldier
No, fuck it, it's not my choice
Let them all shoot each other
In the profitable war

Their strenght`s in cash
Without it they'd be powerless
Ours is in ideas
And unity with friends
Track Name: Suburban Uproar - Hate At First Sight
You see them walking on the sidewalk
Like they were better than everyone
You can see in their eyes
The shape of a crucifix and a soul built on lies

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU
The judge of the street?
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU
To judge everyone you see?

Are you sent from god to condamn the skeptix?
no you just don't realize you're not following your ethic
assholes and trendy fuckers in every city
stare at us from our head to our feet

everytime they want to fight
but they lose at the start when they see we have pride

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? the scum of the street!
when you're alone you look down your feet
cause you're strong with your community
but alone you're nothing, you have no dignity

for all the ones who judge what we think
for all the ones who think we are shit
for all the ones who are not like you and me
hate at first sight!
for all the ones who judge what we live
for all the ones who laugh at you and me
for all the ones who don't know what we mean
hate at first sight

suits ties cash and suvs
should this make them better than me and you?
there are no values behind their banality
only bigotry and their false morality
exploit your workers and treat em like shit
then yell at us when we spit on the street
we are more respectful than the way you are
especially in the night when we piss on your car
exchange of stares everyday
they run through our head filled up by hate
cause they cant see that we are free
free from the schemes where they're locked in

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU the judge of the street
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU to judge everyone you see
you're taking all the shape and wearing all the shame
of a society that pulled you into a losing game
Track Name: Не Для Меня/ Not For Me
Зависть и скупость Jealousy and greed
Как доблесть и честь Like courage and honor
Одним моду на глупость Trends on folly for ones
Другим убить чтоб поесть But others live by murder

Воспитать послушание Raise obediene
В головах с малых лет In their heads from the early ge
Обрекать на страдания Doom to suffeing
У виска пистолет A gun to thehead

Это все не для меня But all that is not for me
НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! NOT FOR ME! NOT FOR ME!
Это все не для меня But all that is not for me
НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! NOT FOR ME! NOT FOR ME!

Империи строить Build empires
Под жестким кнутом Under a strict whip
А смерти людей Compare human deaths
Сравнить со скотом With a death of a livestock

Их снисхождения? Because of mercy?
В этом вся суть Here is the point
Быть вне подозрения To be above suspicion
И нас всех нагнуть And fuck up us all

Это все не для меня But all that is not for me
НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! NOT FOR ME! NOT FOR ME!
Это все не для меня But all that is not for me
НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! НЕ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ! NOT FOR ME! NOT FOR ME!

Стой на коленях Stand on your knees
Подачи проси Ask for a dole
На низших ступенях At the lower levels
Ничтожно ползи Crawl paltry

В глазах тех кто сверху You are nothing more than a rubbish
Ты не больше чем сор In the eyes of those who are above
Составил помеху- If you've made a hitch –
Выстрел в упор. It's a point blank shot
Track Name: Suburban Uproar - False Alarm
False information as false
Is your will to keep us sane
you poison us and fuck up our wealth
For your meds called cash

You won't fill me up with your shit
You'll never fuckin believe your words
Words of terror for ill minds
Poisoned by your filthy ways
Disinformation to satisfy
your need of money and manipulation
you sell, you lie
We pay we die

I dont want to be another fool victim
To use as false patient
And fall into this FALSE ALARM
I wont be your cavy for your financial problems
Nor a gear turning for your economy
I dont run in front of a FALSE ALARM!

I want to be rust for your plans
Unworking gears in your mechanism
A short circuit in your nervous system
And the red colour of your bank account
To put an end to this legalized theft
And free terrorism on a scared population
In queue for an injection
Of shit and lies
Track Name: Ветер В Голове/ Wind In My Head
Проблемы атакуют как стаи волков Problems attack like packs of wolves
Решить за частую их не каждый готов Not everyone can solve them
Убить в себе страх перед новым днем Kill the fear inside yourself before the new day comes
Не плохая задача и мы к ней идем It's not a bad goal and we're going to achieve it
Вопрос "а что завтра? " уже не пугает The question «What’s gonna be tomorrow?» doesn't scare anymore
Ветер в голове - вот что им правит The wind in my head – that's what rules it
Так просто сорваться, забыв обо всем It's so easy to break up and forget about everything
Все это завтра, все это потом It's all for tomorrow, all afterwards


ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Словно стихия не утихает It doesn't fade like an element
ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Совершать ошибки меня заставляет Forces me to make mistakes
Это то, что всегда остается при мне That's what will be with me forever
Глупый, безумный, и порой странный Stupid, mad and strange sometimes
ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Заманчивый и беспощадный Tempting and merciless


Не раз казалось жизнь идет под откос It seemed that life went downhill
Об этом подумать уже стоит в серьез It's worth thinking seriously
Но решив изменить все и дав себе слово But have decided to change everything and given a word
Наступаю на грабли снова и снова I step on the same rake over and over
Задаю постоянно все тот же вопрос I keep asking the same question constantly
"А что будет завтра?" Как будто в серьез «What is going to be tomorrow?» As if i was serious
Ведь это все будет потом, а пока All that will be later, but now
Прогноз не изменен, все как всегда The forecast is the same as always


ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Словно стихия не утихает It doesn't fade like an element
ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Совершать ошибки меня заставляет Forces me to make mistakes
Это то, что всегда остается при мне That's what will be with me forever
Глупый, безумный, и порой странный Stupid, mad and strange sometimes
ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Заманчивый и беспощадный Tempting and merciless


Не знаю я сколько нужно мне I don't know how many lessons do I need
Уроков от жизни, я как будто во сне From that life, it's just like a dream
Не смотря на осечки, крушения и треск Despite misfires, crashes and cracks
Все так же ярок в глазах моих блеск The shine in my eyes is bright as always


ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Ни на секунду не утихает Doesn't stop for a second
ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Что будет со мной, меня не пугает What's will happento me doesn't scare me
Мне ни что не указ, я сам по себе Nobody can tell me what to do, i'm on my own
Безумный, наивный и порой странный Mad, naive and strange sometimes
ВЕТЕР В МОЕЙ ГОЛОВЕ WIND IN MY HEAD
Заманчивый и в то же время коварный Temping and cruel at the same time
Track Name: Suburban Uproar - The Worst
You live on our empty pockets
Eating and drinking for fuckin free
You'll never stop to get more profits
You're full of cash, full greed

Luxury and idleness are your first priority
We have no money, you have full credit cards
Then you want us to fall for conformity
Shame on you fuckin bastards

Politicians you are THE WORST
On our blacklist you are the first
Do you want us to respect you? NO WAY!

You can commit every crime you want
You corrupt the judge and you'll never get arrested
You dont give a fuck about losers like us
We hate your life fuckin bastards

Cause your real aim is - power, conformity, slavery, tiranny
Your real job is - lying, betraying, backstabbing
You give us nothing and still want - our money, time, sweat, our life
You make me sick
I hope you die

Tear them all down!
Track Name: Плюнь Миру В Лицо/ Spit Into The World's Face
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Он не будет прекрасным It's not going to be beautiful
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Навеки будет ужасным It's going to be dreadful forever
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Ты не лучше не хуже You are not better, not worse
какой ты внутри What you are on the inside
такой и снаружи The same you are on the outside


ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Не давай слабину Don't be weak
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Потянет ко дну It will pull to the bottom
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Жизнь- поединок Life is a battle
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Шнуруй крепче ботинок Lace up your boots tighter

Ты лицом к лицу только ты и он You are face to face, just you and him
Всё чем дорожил ты он поставил на кон Everything you value, he has gambled
Здесь не нужно быть каким то особым You don't have to be special here
Отстоять своё «я» оказаться способным To be able to defend yourself


ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Когда всё заебёт When you have enough of it
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
И душа воспаёт Your soul’s gonna sing
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Потому что ты сильный Since you’re strong
ПЛЮНЬ МИРУ В ЛИЦО SPIT INTO THE WORLD'S FACE
Вылезай из трясины Get of the bog
Track Name: Suburban Uproar - Hang Your Pride
You believe in a government that already failed
And worship the leaders who would dig your grave
Which thoughts are based on murder
So you want a world of political violence?
Millions dead 'cause of leaders' ignorance
United by a common will of power
They founded a hypocrite striking alliance
Of racist forces and nationalist followers
Who supported this clueless genocide
To reach their senseless white pride dreams

HANG YOUR PRIDE! with your ignorance
HANG YOUR PRIDE! and your dead thoughts
HANG YOUR PRIDE! follow your leader

You blame immigrants to steal your land
But since centuries your race rapes 'em all
And exploits 3rd world's slaves
Who produce the shoes you wear
Your clueless pride doesnt make any sense
And it's based on fuckin bullshit
We re all the same apart from the skin
But nazi brain is too small to tolerate

Racist bigotry won't lead anywhere
And nationalism doesnt mean anything
Cause this land is not yours!
And the world belongs to no one
The lines you think are real
Are only drawn on a piece of paper
With nations and borders came this mental disorder
That teached us to hate to kill each other
For xenophoby and selfishness
The whole human race started this mess

Social problems
Religious bullshit
Discrimination
And racist thoughts since the early years