My Soviet steed

He is not built for speed But I have friends that I need (I understand) Every time I go on it Every time I go on it Every time I go on it, to "the Soviet steed" Exhaust too loud But I always gather a crowd Every time I enter the city people say - "Is it a bird? This samoloet? "(Dap waiting? Dap rushing?) How do you say his name? How many years do this thing? I say he is not built for speed But I have friends that I need (I understand) Every time I go on it Every time I go on it Every time I go on it, to "the Soviet steed" They ask this Goozy or Beamer (motorcycle style apparently)? Cruiser or Streeter? I have not seen this, Well, what of it? I know it looks a bit rubbish, And look pretty weird But you can go with a monkey in kalyaske on three wheels He is not built for speed But I have friends that I need (I understand) Every time I go on it Every time I go on it Every time I go on it, to "the Soviet steed" In the countryside or in the city, he never let me down He almost never let me down, you know what I mean When dirt all scores, and he says - I¬ tired Just take along some wires And you&ready for anything He is not built for speed But I have friends that I need (I understand) Every time I go on it Every time I go on it Every time I go on it, to "the Soviet steed" It rather like a tractor Speed is not a factor If you push him he will go faster and in that the truth But if you go on it slowly You can meet more friends along the way And you will what I&telling you...