Текст песни

The Russian winter is moving in
And your face is making me snow-blind
And I never found out what you were looking for
When I first found you on my kitchen floor

And these are the days
That the Mathematicians fear

Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again?

No, I never found out what you were looking for
Will it stand up?
Will it stand up in court?

And yessir to my mind
I can see through time

Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again?
Go!

And I won't care if you won't
And I won't say it if you won't

Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again? (No, I never found out what you were looking for)
Will we ever be that funky again? (No, I never found out what you were looking for)
(No, I never found out what you were looking for)
(No, I never found out what you were looking for)