Lyrics Siberiahills - Happy New Year

Four, there two, one, let the race begin,
All shops are open, people pouring in.
Hurry up!
Special offers, grab it all and pay!
Don’t miss the chance to buy your holiday!
Take two!
Let’s party!
Shoot your paradise!
The room’s rotating in your reddish eyes …
Fake smiles around the turkey and the Christmas tree,
Fake talks, fake cheers, clocks – one, two, three

HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!
TOO MANY PEOPLE OUT OF LOVE…
HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Grey – suited man’s coming on TV,
He says that peace is coming up to be,
And miles away on an uncharted isle
A soldier’s dying with a Christmas smile.
The word’s madly rushing through the dark on fire,
The nerves are tearing, fever’s getting higher.
False feelings, conversations, pleasures of your day…
No way to stop it …
Wanna run away!

HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!
TOO MANY PEOPLE OUT OF LOVE…
HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!