Dirty Sounds - Владимир Кузьмин

When I was a little boy

So far away from here

My daddy was a serviceman

He thought I could be him

He was an honest communist

My mommy was a teacher

I tried to be a good boy man

But dad was such a preacher

He hated sounds of rock-n-roll

He called them «boo, boo, boo»

And only when I was alone

I turned on my radio

I didn’t know my English

They were just magic sounds

I banged my head on my piano

When music was around

I was getting wild

When I heard those Dirty Sounds

I was getting wild

When I heard those Dirty Sounds

I didn’t wanna be a soldier

I didn’t wanna fight at all

All I need is my guitar

And sweet, sweet rock-n-roll

I ran away from daddy’s home

Let my hair grow long

I put together a rocking band

My love was just a song

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds

So many years have passed

And I’ve become a star

My daddy’s telling on TV

He bought my first guitar

Well, everthing is legal now

Big changes in the world

I keep my music from the past

It’s reel-to-real

Rock-N-Roll

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds

I was getting wild

When I did those Dirty Sounds