Lyrics истерический дог - проказники

a tree grows in my yard
two branches on it straight fused together
but they don't look at me
but they don't look at me
pranksters!
pranksters!

I’m coming from home, looking at people
I sing songs to them, and I do good
but they don't look at me
but they don't look at me
pranksters!
pranksters!

they say there are stars in the sky
at night I praise them, I tell them flattery
but they don't look at me
but they don't look at me
pranksters!
pranksters!
pranksters!
pranksters!
pranksters!