� There's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Because there's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Please dance, please take a step Because there's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about in the summer, nothing to talk about This is for the people in the back seats in Skoda Fabia Who are still arguing in the traffic jam who earns worse money This is not for the people who are still walking around Arcades And I'm applauding here only for the promotion of Sony Bravia People are worried because Soma is on the radios References from the period when I thought I was going to die here Today a little better, now the devil's person does not bother me It turned out that a little sun is enough, magic The return of depression, probably after the holidays For wiping out the 60th mandate My friends are the same, they are finally for Punk Bratz Alone with me, they don't want to meet new people To be at such an age that you don't have to prove anything anymore Here we run again, Vistula A great boredom in a big city that saw everything And on the side of Prague you can see the campfire These girls dance like Vitalo Disco But there's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Because there's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Please dance, please take steps Because there's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about Nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about In the summer, there's nothing to talk about, nothing to talk about This city smells like smoothie and salad store This homogenization gave us an idea I see how in the middle of the night they are preparing for the attack of the clones When you fell between the crows, you crawl like them On the rented subway we stand behind some house Today only at parties they ask, do you have a problem? Although the rule does not apply that the lady in the front Everyone is looking from behind, these ladies are like a palindrome Hey, it's summer, bro, if you miss her, write to her I hope not after the third, I hope not after the fifth Because you see, these text messages seem to be age-old But in the morning iMessage is a mess and a mess You want to be like Figaro, Figaro Lately, everyone has been pushing it into their noses About a bottle of beer, he hangs out with the police It's this immortal dance, Viva Vitalo Disco Because there's nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about Because there's nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about Please dance, please take a walk Because there's nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about There's nothing to talk about in the summer *