The idea for this song came to me in a vivid dream, where my hometown was obliterated by a nuclear explosion. The haunting imagery and overwhelming sense of loss lingered with me long after I awoke, compelling me to translate this surreal experience into music.

"Мы люди плохие" is a post-apocalyptic anthem that captures the devastation and lingering sorrow of a world left in ruins. The lyrics, inspired by my dream, paint a vivid picture of a shattered reality, where ashes and ruins are all that remain.

Immersed in the melancholic melodies and evocative lyrics, this song serves as a haunting reminder of the fragility of our existence and the irreversible consequences of our actions. The song reflects on the regret and sorrow that arise from witnessing the destruction of a once-thriving community.

The song itself was generated with Udio v1, the lyrics were written with help of Claude 3 Sonnet.

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Мы люди плохие

Oh mighty land of concrete grey
Where all sadness is washed away
Glory hammer vodka bright
We march to work in endless night

Bread line long we stand so proud
Cold wind kiss face nose turn loud
KGB watch with friendly eye
Who complain to Gulag fly

Strong like bear but eat like mouse
Dreams of meat but is no cows

Soviet life is best of life
One potato feed whole wife
Vodka drip from frozen tap
Grandpa sleep in garbage scrap

Glorious leader mustache wide
Posters say he never lied
Factory work make steel so great
Pay is low but no escape

Glory come when suffer deep
If not like then take long sleep

Soviet life is best of life
One potato feed whole wife
Vodka drip from frozen tap
Grandpa sleep in garbage scrap

Train to nowhere full of soul
Secret police take control
Minister drive limousine
We eat rat but love regime

Black bread dry like history book
Neighbor gone? Don’t even look
Soviet future shining red
Work ‘til grave then go to bed

Flag so big it block the sky
Love the state or say goodbye

Soviet life is best of life
One potato feed whole wife
Vodka drip from frozen tap
Grandpa sleep in garbage scrap

Glory struggle cold and pain
Soviet Union rise again

Glorious Soviet Anthem of Struggle and Hardship

The internationale 1978 version

Graduated from Corman Park College of Dental Numismatics in 1993, with a graduate degree in Experimental Post-Sludge.

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