Bully

Don’t ask me who I am, baby
It’s just a little talk
'cause every dog in Moscow city
Knows my easy walk.
Always with the bad boys,
Always with the knife,
You see it in the movies, baby-
I see it in my life.
Bully, bully, bully — they call me, man
Bully, bully, bully — that’s just what I am.
I was a troubler at home, baby
A trouble — maker at school,
They tried to change & fix me-
But nobody’s fool
I was lucky in love, baby
I was lucky with cards
Million broken windows
Million broken hearts
Bully, bully, bully with the broken teeth
Bully, bully, bully — that’s the name of my biz
And now I’m standing on stage, baby
But nothing’s gonna change
I’ll stay a wild young, Tartar
Till the old man’s age
I do the bad things — You like it,
I make the noise — you pay
Twenty-three years, twenty-three years
Twenty-three years forever man
Twenty-three years Goddamn…