Lyrics Владимир Высоцкий - Опасаясь контрразведки

"The song-parody of a bad detective story" ... You all know that I’m with each ... every time ... with horror, start another song ...

       Fearing counterintelligence,
       Avoiding secular life,
       Under the English pseudonym
       Mr. John Lancaster Peck,
       Always in leather gloves -
       So as not to make prints -
       He lived in the hotel & quot; Soviet & quot;
       Non-soviet man

       And John Lancaster alone
       And mostly at night,
       Clicked nose - it was hidden
       Infrared lens, -
       And then in normal color
       Appeared in black
       What we value and love,
       What is proud of the team:

       For example, a club on Nagornaya Street
       Became a public restroom,
       Our native Central Market
       It looked like a dirty warehouse,
       Distorted microfilm,
       GUM has become a little cottage
       And remember the indecent,
       What appeared the Moscow Art Theater Theater.

       But to work without assistants -
       Maybe sad, maybe boring.
       The enemy thought - the enemy was the dock, -
       Posted a dummy check,
       And somewhere in the wilds of the restaurant
       Citizen Puchinyan
       Knocked out of the way and with pantalyku
       Non-soviet man

       Puchinyan seemed greedy,
       Sly, clever, carnivorous,
       Measures in women and in beer
       He did not know and did not want.
       In general, as follows: John's assistant
       Was a boon for a spy -
       It can happen to anyone
       If drunk and soft!

       Here is the first task:
       & quot; At three fifteen near the bath -
       Maybe earlier, and maybe later -
       Stop the taxi, -
       We must sit down, tie the chauffeur,
       Cast a simple thief
       And then about this case
       Bruised on the BBC.

       And further. Shave fresh
       And at the exhibition in the Manege
       A man approaches you
       With a suitcase, he will say:
       & quot; Would you like a sweet cherry? & quot;
       You will answer: & quot; Of course & quot ;, -
       He will give you a loaf with explosives -
       Bring me a loaf.

       And for this, my drunk friend, -
       He spoke to Puchinian, -
       There will be money, a house in Chicago,
       Lots of women and cars! & Quot;
       ... The enemy did not know, the fool:
       The one to whom he entrusted everything
       Was - security officer, intelligence major
       And a wonderful family man.

       Yes, until these things master
       This is the very John Lancaster ...
       But cruelly miscalculated
       The notorious Mr. Peck!
       He is harmless, and even
       He is trimmed and set, -
       And in the hotel & quot; Sovetskaya & quot;
       Settled a peaceful Greek.