Текст песни Alma Ata - Catch 22

A man came by this evening,
Dancing like a puppet on his strings.
He spoke of engineering.
It′s obvious he'd never built a thing.
I had to smile and think a while.
I finally shook my head and said:
"Men like you can′t build your peace."
Men like you can't build your peace.
Men like you can't build your peace.
His personality, while charming,
Still betrayed an air of
Confidence inconsistent with
Criminal political dissent.
I had to smile and think awhile.
I finally shook my head and said:
"Men like you can′t fake your peace."
Men like you can′t fake your peace.
Men like you can't fake your peace.
A man came by this evening,
We spoke about my future in this place.
He asked if the party and the opposition
Could ever reconcile.
I had to smile and think awhile.
I finally shook my head and said:
"Men like you can′t make your peace."
Men like you can't make your peace.
Men like you can′t make your peace.
Men like you can't make your peace.
Men like you can′t make your peace.
Men like you can't make your peace.
Men like you can't make your peace.