LYRICS
ANR 02 Purgen
"Toxidermists of urban Madness" LP
The year eightytwo
17th February
whole five hours
after finishing work
people hurried home silent and mute
comfort waited for them at home
but they drove into dark by Metro

Olympic Games in the year 1980
Government has hurried getting Moscow prepared
A new Metro-line was built up quickly
Just one thing wasn't thought over
Building an important object
Quick isn't quick enough
Exactness, responsibility, quality of fitting
Those are the rules for building the subway

Noise, screams, panic, terror
Crunching parts of bodies in a pool of fat
Somebody screamed: "Save the children."
Yet he was gulped by a wide shadow...

The escalator drove fastly downstairs
People climbed above the barriers
The barriers 've been broken
The gears moved into the wrong direction

Tragedy on a escalator
It's never the government's fault
Government blame anyone
But themselves

Because of haste and bad work
It turned into a slide
Eight corpse were brought to mortuary
Thirty people were transported to emergency room
In every man is good and evil
Jesus and Hitler, Adolf and Christus
Everyone wants to die and live
Everyone wants to hide behind a mask to be good
You smile at people but you're being complete shizophren
Say, you're a hippie but being a fashist in your soul
You 're in favour of equality, peace all over the world
But pretty often you want everyone to die

Jesus, Jesus - in every man
Hitler, Hitler - in the people's soul

You have a wife and a few children
A house , a car like everyone
So why you're going into the cellar at night
Raping a girl and choking her there

You go to work, sociable and cheerful
Imagining how to give orders to the director
You've worked a lot but little for yourself
Robbing the beggar in a dubious alley in the dark

Make a face like Jesus
But inside in your soul you're dark
Like a Hitler
Don't vote
Nobody elected for us
None of the candidates
It's only the power
They want to assume

Don't vote
Or you'll lose
Don't vote
Or you'll forfeit
Don't vote
Victim of Perestroika
Don't vote
Throw them into dust

President is what you want to be
Leading the land
To make everything right
After your death everything will be fine

Don't vote
Or you'll lose
Don't vote
Or you'll forfeit
Don't vote
Victim of Perestroika
Don't vote
Throw them into dust