No Loot, No Booze, No Fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Oh, Dee Dee Ramone, where have you gone?
In misery all day long, to shoot some dope right into your arm.
Oh, the sun does rise, the birds do sing.
They fly around and shit on me!
There's nowhere to go,
No loot, no booze, no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
God, there's nowhere to sleep, nothing to do,
I don't know how you made it through.
Nowhere to go, belonging to no one.
You snorted coke 'till you turned blue,
And walked the streets with nothing to do.
There's nowhere to go.
No loot, no booze no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze and it's no fun.
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Ни бабла, ни бухла, скукота
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота
О, Ди Ди Рамон, где же он есть?
В печали, знать, целый день, пускает кайф прямо в кровь себе,
О, солнце встаёт, птицы летят,
И с песней гадят на меня!
Ходи не ходи,
Бабла с бухлом всё нет
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота
И занятия нет, негде поспать,
Не знаю, как ты справился,
Хоть как ходи, ты всё равно ничей,
Ты нюхал кокс до синевы,
Бесцельно в переулках бродил,
Ходи не ходи,
Бабла с бухлом всё нет
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота,
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота
И ни бабла, ни бухла, вот скукота
Автор перевода - Максим Куваев из Красноярска
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