Текст песни secret gang of cheeky wankers - Battery's Dead

the freezing rain with cold wind

charged hundred times much stronger
It only means just one thing
we can't try any longer
That you’re not my Lopushok
And I’m not your Andickhead
That our love is dying,
baby, battery’s dead

woah woah woah woah
battery’s dead

II.

and I’ve been pining for you
the minutes we've spent apart
and you'd come back to me through
the dreams and space in our hearts
so sad, that nevertheless
the Evil Fate came with threat
now our love is dying
baby, battery’s dead

woah woah woah woah
battery’s dead

III.
it looks like all is the same:
same cups and spoons and something.
tap water's same, and remained
same chair and leg that's lacking.
and still the same morning song
sings canary, and instead
of letting it sing alone
im yelling
BATTERYS DEAD!