Kalinka
Stop sinking, just think of your income, my star!
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs you with your lingo in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Why do you always stand out like a sore pinkie?
Complying with a standard isn't so tricky
Like, your master throws a bone for you, and you bring it!
Tell me why you can't just shut your mouth and keep singing?
Hide the finger in the fist, throw your voice, bite your tongue, let your stomach speak
Let the TV screen teach you the art of ventriloquy
You're just a call girl, little killer Queen
And the King's immortal — outliving him is a silly dream
Kneel before the throne, come get busy
Try to see yourself as calm and queasy
Here's the only way not to drown
Quit showing off and go down!
Stop sinking, just think of your income, my star!
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs your English single in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Who the hell you think you are? Good luck on arrival!
Hope you're good at washing dishes and taxi driving
Dreaming of thriving now, but soon you'll just be surviving
Tryna go viral in a world where you are no rival
Like a snake without a tail, crushed on a foreign trail
There, you're just bargain sale, a tale of a dumb head that failed
No one's gonna read your braille, you ain't gonna reach the grail
And if you're so fucking brave, go choose between grave and jail!
Let em hide you behind the bars
For what you're hiding behind your bars
Or maybe you would prefer premature death?
Zip it and save your breath!
Stop sinking, just think of your income, my star!
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs you with your lingo in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Stop sinking, just think of your income, my star!
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs your English single in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs you with your lingo in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Why do you always stand out like a sore pinkie?
Complying with a standard isn't so tricky
Like, your master throws a bone for you, and you bring it!
Tell me why you can't just shut your mouth and keep singing?
Hide the finger in the fist, throw your voice, bite your tongue, let your stomach speak
Let the TV screen teach you the art of ventriloquy
You're just a call girl, little killer Queen
And the King's immortal — outliving him is a silly dream
Kneel before the throne, come get busy
Try to see yourself as calm and queasy
Here's the only way not to drown
Quit showing off and go down!
Stop sinking, just think of your income, my star!
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs your English single in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Who the hell you think you are? Good luck on arrival!
Hope you're good at washing dishes and taxi driving
Dreaming of thriving now, but soon you'll just be surviving
Tryna go viral in a world where you are no rival
Like a snake without a tail, crushed on a foreign trail
There, you're just bargain sale, a tale of a dumb head that failed
No one's gonna read your braille, you ain't gonna reach the grail
And if you're so fucking brave, go choose between grave and jail!
Let em hide you behind the bars
For what you're hiding behind your bars
Or maybe you would prefer premature death?
Zip it and save your breath!
Stop sinking, just think of your income, my star!
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs you with your lingo in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Stop sinking, just think of your income, my star!
Overseas, you're gonna linger in a stinking backyard
No one needs your English single in the Anglophone land
Better cling to the things that you truly understand
Credits
Writer(s): Ivan Alekseev
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