Hop-hop

Hop hop hop hop-hop Hop hop hop Through the nighttime neighborhoods where the lights have gone out I walk along the edge no one seeks happiness here On my back is no backpack no knapsack with food There lies iron singing softly Mom sent letters Be careful son Only in this ghetto do we have our own prophet Mailmen don't come here out of habit Here at every door there are different master keys The shadow falls evenly a cap over the eyes A May thunderstorm rumbles in the distance May Thunderstorm Hop hop hop and along the moonlit path I carry greetings in a leather bag An AKMS slung securely over my shoulder Whoever shoots at the sound will win A couple of magazines the old trusty barrel I was the first one in this night Hop hop hop hop-hop-hop The local wolves in the dark alleys Suddenly quieted down no longer growling Once they attacked holding them back But they had to quickly change their breed Their gray coats faded the moment When the main argument came into play Don't look for the fairytale girl here Here are my laws in the gloomy night Hey Dad open up Here's a familiar address a house on the outskirts Stop the smile has faded the enemy is holed up in the corner The gray authority is slumped in his chair But my machine gun has gotten used to it Then the old man comes out Grandson don't shoot This is my guard don't bark He warms his feet with his fur asks for silence We don't need such wars at all Give Mommy my warm regards Tired of lard send the vinaigrette And again along the moonlit path of the ghetto I walk quietly with a bag on my back Only one worry stirs my heart Where can I get more bullets Hop hop hop hop-hop-hop