| let disco churn out let jazz sparkle | 
| they will never see my class | 
| if something is on fire, then it is so | 
| this is my tribute to the avant-garde | 
| give people your crying and your laughter | 
| leave god silent | 
| I have no claims to this world | 
| I have notes on it | 
| I wear secondhand jackets | 
| appreciate the depth of revelation | 
| Hindu fascism is bitterer than all paranoia | 
| or the only chance for peace of mind | 
| let disco turn over let jazz flow | 
| they will never see my class | 
| if something is worth it, then so be it | 
| this is my tribute to the avant-garde | 
| what they've been doing for years | 
| I weave in five minutes from ropes, | 
| but worthy of respect aspiration | 
| do without whips and carrots | 
| the mathematics of sound is beautiful | 
| she has an existential stupor | 
| model the voice of the Lord | 
| you get a cop shout | 
| I continue to chat, I continue to play, | 
| but I'm starting to understand something | 
| let disco dance let jazz be shy | 
| they will never see my class | 
| if something sticks out, then that's how it should be | 
| this is my tribute to the avant-garde | 
| I want to be a philosopher I want to be a philosopher | 
| i want to be a philosopher | 
| get loot for nothing to get loot for nothing | 
| get loot for nothing | 
| I want to be a philosopher I want to be a philosopher | 
| i want to be a philosopher | 
| oh you are my dense brothers | 
| how can I gain wisdom | 
| I will be glad until I drop, | 
| and so I’ll leave on a signal, I don’t need someone else’s | 
| I am ugly with my beauty, | 
| but I managed to play a trick on this Earth | 
| my daughter will be like this too | 
| the game to continue at any cost | 
| I made a song, and joy | 
| no | 
| let disco churn out let jazz sparkle | 
| they will never see my class | 
| if something lies, then it should be so | 
| this is my tribute to the avant-garde | 
| I'm two-dimensional like a hedgehog on the track | 
| out of place like a boatswain in the desert | 
| I take out my Sufi tambourine | 
| I have to dance with them all night | 
| these people are smart and beautiful | 
| though they believe that they live forever | 
| look the centenary leader has risen from the ground | 
| and dances with us like on the best days | 
| let disco churn out let jazz sparkle | 
| they will never see my class | 
| if something is silent, it means that it is true | 
| this is my tribute to the avant-garde | 
| let disco turn over let jazz flow | 
| they will never see our class | 
| I surrender to pop culture and to a pawnshop with a reward | 
| this is my tribute to the avant-garde | 
| this is my tribute to the avant-garde |