Песня 282 Dark Hole

Песня  282 Dark Hole

I've got one amazing lady,
I'm just crazy 'bout that queen!
She can stitch a Hugo jacket,
Prada, Dolce—fit for kings!
She's got golden hands, believe me,
Not like yours—straight from the rear!
Nearly every single evening,
Custom orders disappear!
There's a box that's always loaded
With designer labels stacked.
Someone's "brand-new" fashion bargain
Started life in second-hand!
I don't live like everybody—
I design, they sew it through.
Maybe I'm no Versace...
But my brand is REALLY cool!
;
Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
Got a brand-new look today!
Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
It's the famous «Fart-hole»!
Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
Everybody looks my way!
Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
Super Gucci ! «Fart-hole»!


Knock-off fashion's now the hottest,
Copy-paste is all the rage!
Brand name matters more than people—
That's the trend in modern days!
Folks adore those fancy labels:
Burberry, Chanel, Dior!
Wear them scared to wash or wrinkle—
Dry-clean only! What a bore!
Tell me, how'd it end up like this?
Everybody used to sew.
Now they pray that Nike saves them...
They forgot what people know!
Brains are scrambled, total chaos,
Common sense has gone away.
What they really care about is...
... Is BIG SALE!
... Is  Big sale! Aylu-lay!

Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
Got a brand-new look today!
Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
It's the famous «Fart-hole»!
Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
Everybody looks my way!
Aylu-lay! Aylu-lay!
Super Gucci ! «Fart-hole»!