[Intro: LSP]
I, I-I
I'm looking out the window, the guys are stupidly fishing
I won't take it all, I'll throw it off
Hey, hey
[Enterprising: LSP & PHARAOH]
These guys are stupidly fishing with a stick in a puddle
And they roar all over the yard that I'm a terrible asshole
They feel sorry for the girls, why?
They're running here like Sasha is a Fisherman
Do they need money? Fairy tales
They need sticks, caresses
They don't need publicity (No)
I'm looking into those eyes
They are beautiful
And I'm calling them
[Chorus: LSP & PHARAOH]
My gold
Goldfish
My golden (What?)
Goldfish (And I'm calling them!)
My golden (What?)
Goldfish
My golden (What?)
Goldfish
[Verse 1: LSP, PHARAOH & Both]
I'm a playеr, give me a task
Or fulfill your wish
The two of us in thе bedroom
I know in advance what will happen next
We will burn in the flames of passion, no! You're going to be stung (Oh shit!)
I'm stinging like Kobi
It's like I'm a fucking black mamba
(It's a sweet death)
I know that I will definitely blow up another dam soon (Then it's fucked up)
I throw a seine into the bluest sea
Round by round
Are you ready to give half of yourself for a moment
When I melted your lambda I won't take all of it, I'll throw it off (Whoa!)
I don't even need half (Damn!)
So that the bastard doesn't stick a knife in his back
For his Lana, Lada, Luda, Lida, Lina You'll leave silently in the morning
Either I'll leave you myself — it's up to you
Amore, amore, Liebe, Liebe
I'm looking out the window
[Enterprising: PHARAOH & LSP]
Guys stupidly fishing with a stick in a puddle
And they shout at the whole yard that I'm a terrible asshole
They feel sorry for the girls, why?
They're running here like Sasha is a Fisherman
Do they need money? Fairy tales
They need sticks, caresses
They don't need publicity (No)
I'm looking into those eyes
They are beautiful
And I'm calling them
[Сhorus: LSP & PHARAOH]
My gold
Goldfish
My golden (What?)
Goldfish (And I'm calling them!)
My gold
Goldfish
My golden (What?)
Goldfish
[Verse 2: PHARAOH, LSP & Both]
Goldfish just slide right through your fingers
Any of them would have become a slave in my situation long ago
And either I'm tired of drinking them, or everything in me is so muffled by their style
And I'm stuck in this whole aquarium, as if you can see the prestige there
All the pearls in my collection have eyes like sapphires
And you were waiting for a miracle? (Huh?)
So your miracle is on your knees in front of someone in the toilet
And I'm a dead young bastard
Purple drowns me — it's not humor anymore
Me and my fish are drinking from glasses again No one will bother us here on the fucking day (No!)
[Chorus: LSP, PHARAOH & Both]
My gold
Goldfish My golden (What?) Goldfish, eh My goldGoldfish My golden (What?) Goldfish