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