Music: J. Klemp, Lyrics: J. Lubitzki    Here's the spray set for the ozon health  and the glasses to see 'round all corners and bends  My mind is happy, thinking 'bout a ball  and at the same time the media spits out  the reality of war    So it's rust in all the cells  Santa Claus wipes the jingle bells  Never their harmonies reach old charme  Guns sending their greetings without alarms    Peace for hip waste, business called love  cigarette strength, beauty on the rocks  Internet freaks work with holy trends  'til four ill seasons, working at the same time,  are the last thing on earth what's left    So it's rust in all the cells  Santa Claus wipes the jingle bells  Never their harmonies reach old charme  Bombs sending their greetings without alarms