Текст песни Николай Носков - Я не модный

I know this night will boil neon
Again driving on wheels in a city cyclone
In the darkness an oasis of dancing paradise
I'm coming, but let's play

I saw you in the smoke in a mini skirt angry
And words did not offend your game
You twisted the disc, called me
There, at the carnival of fire

Chorus:
And I, I, I
Ay-ya-ya and I'm not fashionable,
Well, at least kill me
And I, I, I
Ay-ya-ya but free,
As an allegory.

I'm not gonna figure out what you can be
Among masks I do not recognize, I can not open
I'll take your glasses off you
Look, your dancing pupils

Chorus.
And I, I, I
Ay-ya-ya and I'm not fashionable,
Well, at least kill me
And I, I, I
Ay-ya-ya but free,
Well, what do you want from me

Flowers, divorce about, these fashion dreams
You are preparing your escape
Nine lines, yellow snow
Colored. Oh, fashion dreams.

Chorus.
And I, I, I
Ay-ya-ya and I'm not fashionable,
Not fashionable, not fashionable

Dancing in a rocket, in the cold moonlight
The first class from the earth we fly away

Chorus.
And I, I, I
Ay-ya-ya and I'm not fashionable,
Well, at least kill me
And I, I, I
Ay-ya-ya but free,
Well, what do you want from me