Stalker of Vodka
russian funk
Stalker of Vodka
russian funk
Lyrics
Tempo: 150 BPM, heavy phonk bass, distorted synth sirens, rattling metallic percussion
Intro - Distorted radio static, the sound of a bottle cap popping
Cheeki Breeki.
Heavy bass drop
CYKA. BLYAT.
Welcome to the Zone, babushka.
(Verse 1)
Radiation in the air, heavy metal in my veins
Trading bolts for a bottle, washing out the acid rains
The emission’s coming closer, the sky is turning violet
But I’m sitting by the fire, staying strictly quiet
Got a bottle of the “White Ghost,” label peeling off the glass
If the anomaly don’t take me, then the hangover will pass
Artifacts are glowing, but I’m looking for the proof
That the spirit of the motherland is burning through the roof!
(Chorus)
S.T.A.L.K.E.R. of Vodka, drinking in the dark
Firing off a Tokarev, let it leave a spark
One shot for the Monolith, two for the pain
Drowning out the whispers of the radioactive rain!
AYY, BLYAT!
Aggressive Phonk Bass Solo
Drink it down, stalker!
(Verse 2)
Bought this from a trader, cost me three good pelts
The strongest stuff in Pripyat, melts the plastic on my belts
I’m dancing with a Bloodsucker, doing the hardbass slide
Got no health kits left, just some liquid suicide
The Geiger counter’s clicking like a rhythm in my head
If I don’t finish the bottle, I’m as good as fucking dead
Don’t talk to me of duty, don’t talk to me of greed
I’ve got a flask of liquid courage and a very special need!
(Bridge)
Sidorovich said no refunds!
But the vodka says no regrets!
Drop the bass!
Mechanical, grinding industrial synth break
Cheeki Breeki i v damke!
(Chorus)
S.T.A.L.K.E.R. of Vodka, drinking in the dark
Firing off a Tokarev, let it leave a spark
One shot for the Monolith, two for the pain
Drowning out the whispers of the radioactive rain!
(Outro)
Music slows down, atmospheric wind noises, heavy breathing
Empty bottle...
Empty Zone...
Just me and the glowing horizon.
Cyka.
Fades out with the sound of a distant Geiger counter clicking faster and faster