East coast of America? warm sunday.
Ocean for the people from the USA.
Russia can to wash themself in the bath
Or sit on the bench with the god deam stress.

But thre is third way, that I will take:
Two best russian friends, an apple cake,
Box of vodka, some of beer and vine.
You can say I word about this: " Fine!"

CHORUS:
And I am real russian man!
E E-E
With me two my friends again!
E E-E
Time is going like a train!
E E-E
Alcochol, don't take my brain!
E E-E
So let's drink!

Sometimes I think: "This is paradise",
Beacouse vodka string up my eyes.
I know, morning will get me pain,
But all life is just suspend of bane.

When I've drunk, I can see many dreams:
Big pink elefant near, it seems.
I will saddle him and jump to sky,
Beacouse elephants has ears to fly.

CHORUS
And I am real russian man!
E E-E
With me two my friends again!
E E-E
Time is going like a train!
E E-E
Alcochol, don't take my brain!
E E-E
So let's drink!

I think the hard drinking is a price,
All of people want to make life nice,
But they killing freedom through the low,
Vodka going her at dreams on floor.

I dom't know why russians don't want stay
Why they going to the USA
Leave their country to again start drink
Russia have no alcohol, I think!

CHORUS
And I am real russian man!
E E-E
With me two my friends again!
E E-E
Time is going like a train!
E E-E
Alcochol, don't take my brain!
E E-E
So let's drink!