The heat is gone, you walk the street Outside your home, on frozen feet. Burning mattresses fill your nose, But you crowd in tight, to defrost your toes. Cause the heat is gone... Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Exporting our oil 'Til there's nothing left for you Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Ears, can you feel 'em? Toes, can you feel 'em? Fingers, can you feel 'em? The heat is gone, the heat is gone (oh no) The heat is gone You're on the street The heat is... ✓✓✓✓ gone [guitar solo] Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Exporting our oil 'Til there's nothing left for you Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Geyser for an hour, Maybe take a shower, Won't be more hot water for a week! The heat is gone, the heat is gone The heat is gone Can't feel your feet (woo hoo) The heat is... ✓✓✓✓ gone The heat is gone, now you're back inside, The pipes have burst, it's a waterslide. Two meter icicles bar the door, And there's permafrost taking up the floor, Cause the heat is gone... Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Exporting our oil 'Til there's nothing left for you Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Woah-ooh-woah-oh! Ears, can you feel 'em? Toes, can you feel 'em? Fingers, can you feel 'em? The heat is gone, the heat is gone (oh no) The heat is gone (smells like wild berries) And you're on the street (woo hoo) The heat is gone (Saint Petersburg on fire), the heat is gone (refinery burning higher) The heat is gone (what air defense doing?) You're on the street (woo hoo) The heat is... ✓✓✓✓ gone

In the land where I was born, There was Sevastopol, on the Black Sea And the port was always full Of navy ships and submarines Til the Russians had their fun Took Crimea, and made us flee Now we keep them on the run, Promoting warships to submarines Now the Saratov has become a submarine Become a submarine, become a submarine Flagship Moskva has become a submarine Become a submarine, become a submarine Then we took Snake Island back To facilitate our attack Boyko Towers paved the way [Kerch Bridge on Fire, Your Defence is Terrified!] Vasily Bekh has become a submarine Become a submarine, become a submarine Ivanovets has become a submarine Become a submarine, become a submarine Russian warship, go fuck yourself! Lads, we got a problem. Wazzat? We don't seem to have a navy. Give us a moment, and neither will they. Now we send our USVs (our USVs) Posting videos (straight to Twitter) of what we sees (What we sees) When we strike (that means explode) them on the beam (on the beam) To promote them (to promote them) to submarines (submarines!) Tsezar Kunikov has become a submarine Become a submarine, become a submarine Sergey Kotov has become a submarine Become a submarine, become a submarine Azov and Yamal have become submarines! We are on the scene, to make a submarine Who's in line to become a submarine Become a submarine, become a submarine

Fire in the valley, fire in the city Fire's so pretty, light a fire for me Lighting the darkness, scorching the highway Fire is my way, fire I love to see Fact'ry by day, bonfire by night I can't see no reason to start up a fight I'm spreading around accelerant too And I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you Fire is the meaning, fire is all-season Fire is the reason your reactions slow Fire everlasting, lit from the inside Fire is on my side, set it then I go Moscow by day, Saint Pete's by night I'm not the one to tell you what's wrong or what's right I'm favoring givin' the devil his due And I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you [Guitar Solo] Warehouse by day, bonfire by night I got my own reasons to set it alight I'm disconnecting the sprinklers too And I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you I'll burn it, I'll burn it, I'll burn it for you!

Rising up, I couldn't sleep Though it's oh-fucking-dark-thirty Propaganda time is not gonna stop For a man with my will to survive Every day, I lie to the tsar Roll the dice, take my chances If he knew the truth he'd flay me alive Which conflicts with my will to survive This is my paper tiger and to live out the night I must hide all the victories of my rivals And that loudmouth Prigozhin with his ammo demands Better shut the fuck up or face my paper tiger So many times, things happen so fast But they say no guts, no glory. Had to brown-nose all the way to the top The most trustworthy way to stay alive This is my paper tiger that I wield out of spite Cov'ring up any victories of my rivals And the troops that we flooded when we blew up the dam Better shut the fuck up or face my paper tiger Putie-Pie, he wants the Donbas While the troops are going hungry North Korean shells are reaming our ass And it's mostly our side they un-alive This is my paper tiger, though I tire of the fight To conceal all the victories of my rivals And the last known survivor of this latest meat wave Better shut the fuck up or face my paper tiger My paper tiger My paper tiger My paper tiger

This bird of mine, can you see it? (I can see) Lighting the jets, can you hear it? (I can hear) If I've got a plane, can you fly it? (I can fly) Get your type rating and climb in An F-16 F-16 F-16 F-16 (4 bars guitar lick) We need some other good pilots (I got friends) And trusty maintenance crew (yes I do) I've got a sim we can train on (like to sim) While we await the arrival of An F-16 F-16 F-16 F-16 Russia cramped our style Knowing all the while We will spank them for it someday Lookin' all around but I can't buy 'em Don't know what I'm gonna do Hunting high and low around me, diplomacy Don't look like you're comin' through (Mmm mmm mmm) I'm gonna keep on lookin' 'til I buy some Gonna keep on beggin' to supply some Gonna keep on lookin' 'til I buy some Gonna keep on beggin' to supply some Gonna keep on lookin' 'til I buy some Gonna keep on beggin' to supply some Gonna keep on lookin' 'til I buy some Gonna keep on beggin' to supply These birds of ours, you can see 'em? (I can see) Lighting the jets, you can hear 'em? (I can hear) We got the planes, wanna can fly 'em? (fill the sky) You finished your training, so climb in An F-16 F-16 F-16 F-16 Russia cramped our style Knowing all the while We would spank them for it someday (Mmm mmm mmm)