Текст песни Боря Моисеев - Голубая луна

What the fuck? are we playing?
Periodic reverberations of our gaseous medium
Yes, I like sequences and repetitions...
But where the hell did you come from?
Auditory communication incorporated by...
These danfangled contraptions.
But I hope we aren't talking
About your pointless bitching...
If I had a rocket launcher
No wait breathe still calm down
This is not what this is about

Is it capable of being copied.
To another individuals memory?
Will they tell it to others?
Is this noise suppose to be a secret?
A secret? I want the meaning you asshole
Real evolutionary, evidentiary backup...

Float the thesis.
Provide antitheses.
Reach syntheses.

[X4]
Will they sing it to others?
Create cognize and recognize

If music was my mistress,
I'd have a reason to sing.
No my darling if music was a women...
You'd just be a fling [x3]