Cities' Complaints Compared

Here are charts showing comparisons of all the different categories between each city, followed by overall totals. Other people have proven to be by far the most irritating aspects of life, especially in Chicago! As well as being the city with the most complaints overall (with Singapore not far behind), Chicago's proportion of complaints about other people compared to other categories is significantly higher, which can be seen here

All cities complained in the following categories: common, personal, other people, transport, beauty, work, money, and food & drink. Perhaps surprisingly, political complaints don't make that list, although it was only St. Petersburg that didn't complain about politics. Just as many cities complained about animals as they did about politics! Those that didn't complain about their country, complained about their city and vice versa, though Tokyo didn't technically complain about either, since their one complaint under 'country' is only related to Japan, not about Japan: 'Please understand Japanese culture - don't put blame on us.' Only Tokyo didn't complain about the environment, and Birmingham made no complaints about the weather, a category that only received 11 complaints overall! Travel, household appliances, gardening, public amenities, leisure, sport, education and art/creativity all had less than half of the cities complain about them.

Below are some specific complaints that were repeated between more than one city:


  • Birmingham and Singapore both complained about bad hair days, with Singapore's complaint being in the context of its particular climate of 'humid air'.
  • Birmingham also complained in two different instances about lack of beard growth: 'my beard it won't grow' and 'I'd like to complain about the fact I can't grow a beard'. This is similar to a complaint in St. Petersburg about losing hair at age 25, Tokyo's 'the hair on my head doesn't grow at all', and Singapore's complaint that men turn bald. 
  • Members of both the Tokyo and Helsinki choirs complained about their tiny flat/room with expensive rent.
  • Similar complaints about money can be found in: Singapore, with 'prices are increasing but my pay is not'; Hamburg, with 'I have too little money'; Helsinki, with 'you can't get rich by working'; Tokyo, with 'my wallet is full of discount cards rather than cash', and; St. Petersburg, with 'my heart is so full but my wallet is empty' and 'your salary won't buy you beer nor cheese'.
  • A member of the Birmingham choir complained about 'spit and litter' at their feet, whilst a member of the Hamburg choir similarly complained about always stepping into spittle. Hamburg also complained of 'too much trash' in the park, and someone from St. Petersburg complained that they could only see piles of garbage from their window.
  • St. Petersburg and Tokyo complained about lack of sleep, with Tokyo being particularly forceful about this issue!
  • Copenhagen asked why honesty is embarrassing, and in a similar but more specific vibe, Helsinki complained about the fact that 'people only take a stand in SMS-forums'. Leading on from this, Chicago complained about people being mean on the internet.
  • A member of the Chicago choir complained about not being able to see any stars because they live in the city, which is similarly true for someone in the St. Petersburg choir, who wished they were able to see fireworks.
  • Hamburg, St. Petersburg and Birmingham all complained about a lack of time in general.
  • Someone from St. Petersburg complained that they sometimes gain weight which means their skirts don't fit, whilst someone from Copenhagen complained that their belt was getting too short. Either the same person or someone else from Copenhagen complained that they were 'fat and flabby'.
  • St. Petersburg and Hamburg complained of advertisements everywhere, as well as loud cities.
  • Hamburg complained about the weather not suiting the seasons, whilst Helsinki complained that 'summer is too short'. Similarly, someone from Tokyo complained that the weather was getting cold too quickly to prepare any winter clothes. Also, global warming is mentioned by Chicago and Copenhagen.
  • Birmingham, St. Petersburg and Singapore complained of traffic jams. Also, Birmingham complained about an infrequent bus, whilst St. Petersburg complained of a bus that never returns.
  • St. Petersburg complained of a rude waitress, whilst Chicago more specifically complained about restaurant servers who ask if you're still working on your food.
  • Both Helsinki and St. Petersburg complained about laundry, either discolouring or shrinking.
  • Helsinki and Copenhagen complained about bitter, old people who complain, whilst Hamburg and St. Petersburg (ironically) complained more generally about people always being dissatisfied with something and complaining too much! 



























Tokyo Don't Like People on Trains

The initiators of the project facilitated their last choir in 2009 with the Tokyo Complaints Choir. Tokyo were so keen to complain that the organizers (Mori Art Museum) reached their maximum capacity of 120 soon after the open call for participants went out, though this still did not top the record of the Cologne Complaints Choir (AKA Kölner Beschwerdechor) with its 150 members! The song was composed by Okuchi Shunsuke and the choir was conducted by Kanda Tomoko.




During the workshop, the 90 members spent 7 minutes writing down their most burning complaints to add to the pre-selected lyrics. These were written on post-it notes and distributed to boards with pre-defined categories such as 'Work', 'Other People' and 'Politics', with 'Work' proving to be the most popular by a significant amount (over 300 complaints were submitted here!). The participants then organised themselves into 'expert' teams, each team dealing with one of the topics. 'Public Affairs' had the largest team, while the team for 'Future' had the least members. 'Love Affairs' initially had only female members until two brave men joined the team to balance the views! Each team was tasked with reading through all complaints submitted in their category, discussing them and selecting 10-12 of the best complaints. After this, each team introduced their members (with each receiving a round of applause!) and presented their selected complaints. The workshop ended with a spontaneous birthday song for 3 choir members and some food and drinks. The rehearsals that followed were conducted with great passion, discipline and humour by both Sunshuke and Tomoko!

The choir premiered at the Arena in Roppongi Hills (below the Mori Tower) on Friday 13th November, when Obama was visiting Japan. Unlike the other choirs facilitated by the Kalleinens, the weather for the performance was suitably cold and rainy! Despite there not being enough time to rehearse the whole song before the premiere, Tellervo and Oliver were pleased with the performance, and they also make the point that the lack of rehearsal time caused a sense that there were 'real' people on stage, rather than celebrities on TV that are made to appear flawless. The performance was reported by a number of TV stations and newspapers, despite the hype caused by Obama!



Lyrics

Verse 1:
I did that job, don’t make it yours!
The cat that lives near my house ignores me.
The childcare centres are too full 
and I don’t have a place to take my children.
I don’t know how to use my iPhone.
I got the flu when waiting in the waiting room at the hospital.
My boss made his mistakes mine.
Don’t make a fool of a freshman at work.

Chorus 1:
Unwanted hair is growing fast, 
but the hair on my head doesn't grow at all.
I am scared every 3 months, 
because I’m a 3 month contracted worker.
Win-lose, win-lose, win-lose – rat race society.
My pension record was deleted, 
and disappeared without notification.
It’s frustrating!

Verse 2:
I cannot say 'no' to work on holidays.
My grandmother thinks she’s American.
The men in the dating party were all over 50.
I get presents and there’s always shrimp in it!
The Oedo-line escalators are too long.
My laundry isn’t clean from the dry cleaners.
Don’t clip your nails next to me during work.
My wallet is full of discount cards rather than cash

(spoken solos):
I can’t own a dog.
Why it’s raining today!
Don’t try to get on trains that are already too full. I’m gonna be crushed!
This is my way, so let me live my life [I want to live my life]. Go me! [Go for it!]
Good men [nice guys] are all married.
I cannot prepare any winter clothes because it’s getting cold too quickly.
My mosquito bites heal slower than before.
Give all student job-seekers jobs!
I don’t like smoking in the park.
Pay me the fee you promised, otherwise why are we given a contract?
I’m sleepy in the morning, the day, and the night! Let me sleep more!
Musicians can’t make a living.

Verse 3 (sung):
TV programmes make fun of people.
Don't send your seasons greetings via e-mail
Girls who do their make up on the train - 
I wish they would make a mistake.
I was going to break up with my boyfriend, but he broke up with me first.
Politicians should not go to clubs using our tax.
Please don’t grill ‘kusaya’ in the next room to my apartment.
I wish I could go to a Michael Jackson concert one more time.

Chorus 2:
Unwanted hair is growing fast, 
but the hair on my head doesn't grow at all.
My bag is heavy. Black crows are so scary.
My room is small and rent is expensive.
Win-lose, win-lose, win-lose – rat race society.
My pension record was deleted, 
and disappeared without notification.
It’s frustrating!

Verse 4:
Whales and dolphins are delicious!
Please understand Japanese culture - don’t put blame on us.
Don’t pick noses and then hold the sling on the train.
Don’t email me on Friday evening.
My wife hardly understands me.
I am around 40, but I’m still attractive.
I don’t want to take care of my boss when we go out drinking.
Thank you for listening to our complaints!

Chart of complaints:






Singapore Are Prohibited (From Anything Not Expressly Permitted)

Perhaps the most eventful complaints choir initiated by the Kalleinens was the complaints choir of Singapore, which performed in 2008 and was organized by the Fringe Festival. With the help of composer and conductor Wai Lun Chong (who had not had any of his songs performed or published before), members formed their complaints into song. After a short minor-scale warm up, the participants knuckled down and produced around a record-breaking 1,000 complaints in 10 minutes (though Helsinki had produced three times as many complaints in total). 


During this workshop, participants commented on how they were scared to complain because their 'all-knowing' government had subtly instilled fear and conditioned them not to their whole lives. They were also not allowed to include 'sensitive topics' such as race or religion in the song, because those topics are not allowed to be discussed publicly, even though as one young person comments on the Complaints Choir Documentary: the more silent you are about it, the more sensitive it becomes. One choir member explained her reason for joining was initially to have a laugh, but after more thought she also thought it would be good to hear what problems the younger citizens of Singapore had with their country. The founders had been curious to see what would happen in the rehearsals, since people had the opportunity to complain anonymously. 

People opened up and were willing to complain (though only one person wanted to deal with the topic of love and relationships!). A more controversial complaint was about men changing their identity to become women, but there weren't just complaints about political or sensitive topics: one elderly lady shared a very personal complaint about how she doesn't have enough money in her pension to care for her autistic son. Another complaint said fat girls in miniskirts should be against the law! Abbreviations such as HDB, BGR and CPF were incorporated into the final lyrics by a 'rap committee', since the use of such abbreviations in rap is very popular in Singapore. 


The Media Development Authority (MDA) – famed for their own senior management rap video – approved the final lyrics and Fringe Festival got permission from the locations for the planned public performances, including a food-court at Eunos and the City Plaza Complex. 

Unfortunately, due to this difficult, controlling political climate, arts authorities forbade the public performances one day before they were scheduled to take place, with the exception that those who were not citizens of Singapore step down from the choir. Their argument was that, since the lyrics touched on domestic affairs, and foreigners might not understand Singapore's culture or the reasons behind its laws, only Singapore citizens should be allowed to complain about the country (though one choir member notes how it is more likely because they wanted to avoid a riot or a revolution). This essentially meant there was a de facto ban of the performances, because conductor Wai Lun was a Malaysian citizen studying in Singapore, and the Singaporeans would have received a black mark against their name if the foreigners sang. 

This last-minute decision caused controversy, as it seemed unfair that permanent residents - people who have lived and worked in the country for many years - could not voice their complaints publicly. One Malaysian member felt hurt and rejected after all he had contributed to the country, exclaiming 'It's just a song!'. All the necessary information had been made available to the authorities for them to evaluate the project beforehand, and Tellervo and Oliver have said that they would not have accepted the invitation to take the project to Singapore had they known of the authorities' objections sooner, since one of their main principles is that anyone can take part. Additionally, the amount of political complaints in the song was not very high, and the authorities did not take this into account.


Old Parliament House, Singapore

In the end, Fringe Festival organised private viewings for the choir members' friends at the Old Parliament House where the rehearsals took place - ironic considering the legislation that helped to effectively ban the choir from performing was passed there! Various newspapers, internet forums and other media such as Channel5 News and Channel News Asia discussed the case, and it was eventually debated in Parliament (something the founders are quite proud about). The Ministry defended its decision, however, and even found a positive outcome to the international bewilderment that the story had created: ‘Part of our branding is the law and order we have. [...] This is part of our reputation and it's not a bad part of our brand value.’ (Straits Times, March 1, 2008). However, human rights groups frequently criticise the state for its restrictions on expression and the media. Increasingly, immigrants have been used to boost the workforce in Singapore due to its low birth rate, which suggests these restrictions on expression may only become more obvious in future. 


Lyrics

Verse 1:
We get fined for almost anything.
Drivers won’t ‘give chance’ when you want to ‘change lane’.
The indoors are cold, the outdoors are hot;
and the humid air, it wrecks my hair.
Those answering machines always make you hold,
only to hang up on you.

Verse 2:
When a pregnant lady gets on the train,
everyone pretends to be asleep.
I’m stuck with my parents 'til I’m 35,
cause I can’t apply for HDB.
We don’t recycle any plastic bags,
but we purify our pee.

Chorus:
What’s wrong with Singapore?
Losing always makes me feel so sore,
cause if you’re not the best,
then you’re just one of the rest.

My, oh my Singapore
What exactly are we voting for?
What’s not expressly permitted
is prohibited.

(Oooooh x2)

Verse 3:
When I’m hungry at the food court, I see
people ‘chope’ [reserve] seats with their tissue paper.
To the auntie staying upstairs:
your laundry is dripping on my bed sheets.
Please don’t squat on the toilet seats
and don’t clip your nails on MRT.

Verse 4:
Stray cats get into noisy affairs
My neighbour makes weird animal sounds.
People put on fake accents to sound posh
and queue up 3 hours for donuts.
Will I ever live 'til 85
to collect my CPF?

[Chorus]

Singaporeans too kiasu - so scared to lose!
Singaporeans too kiasi - so scared to die!
Singaporeans too kiabor - scared of their wives!
Maybe we’re just too stressed out - even the kids!

(Oooooh x2)

Contrasting section: Old National Library was replaced by an ugly tunnel.
Singaporean men can’t take independent women.
People blow their nose into the swimming pool
and fall asleep on my shoulder in the train.*

Singapore’s national bird is the crane
the one with yellow steel girders.
Real estate agents’ leaflets clogging up my mailbox
- en bloc, en bloc; en bloc, en bloc.
Why can’t we be buried when we die?
No one wants to climb Bukit Timah with me.

(spoken):
Why do we need a permit to sing our complaints?

Singapore is not part of China!

I am not an SPG just because I date a foreigner.

Why are all the good looking guys gay?
... that’s not a complaint.

Why do people show butt cracks with pimples?

We don’t have 9 to 5 jobs, 
we have 7 to 11 jobs.

Why does everyone ask me when I'm gonna get married?

Prices are increasing but my pay is not.

And my height is not increasing either.

I am gaining weight instead!

[Chorus] (sung)

(Oooooh x2)

Rap:
I was on the MRT going to NUS
when an ex-bf sent me an SMS.
You see I told him BRB on our BGR
coz I couldn’t wait forever on an LDR.

OMG! OMG! I know what I can do
I’m gonna find myself a new BF through SDU.
A man with all the 5Cs to be my ATM
and not a 4D buying boy stuck in Tekong Camp.

Don’t want 11B, You want my Pink IC?
Someone from NUS, NTU or ITE?
I like the PDA, You want more TLC?
I need a man ready to lose his bachelors degree.

(Oooooh x2)

When I was in NS doing my BMT
I always “kena tekan” by my PS and PC
and so I went to see the MO to get Attend C
but I came back and did “sai kang” coz I got Attend B.

KNNCCB! There’s not much I can do
You passed your A-levels but still can't get into SMU?
Dont be a CEO stuck in the CBD.
Be PCK, best in Singapore, Batam and JB.

You see my girlfriend, she always got PMS.
She thinks we MCP, always “talk cock” about NS.
Whats wrong with HDB? When will you ORD?
I need a girl who won't keep changing like the GST!

(Oooooh x2)

Verse 5:
There are not enough public holidays.
My neighbour sings KTV [Karaoke TV] all night. 
Wedding dinners never start on time.
My hair is always cut shorter than I want.
Channel 5 commercials are way too long.
Why do men turn bald?

At first it was to speak more Mandarin,
then it was to speak proper English.
What’s wrong with my powerful Singlish?

Verse 6:
People sit down during rock concerts.
We have to pay for tap water at restaurants.
ERP gantries are everywhere,
but I can still see traffic jams on the road.
Why do bus stops have tilted benches?
I can't access playboy.com!

[Chorus x2]

*This particular complaint was submitted by a lady named Vicky, who adds that the situation is worse when the person has dandruff!

Chart of complaints:



Hamburg-Wilhelmsburg Are Fed Up of Their City

Beschwerdechor Hamburg-Wilhelmsburg (The Complaints Choir of Hamburg-Wilhelmsburg) created a song with stronger political content and complaints about their city, since Wilhelmsburg – an island within Hamburg – faced a number of serious challenges in 2006. Many complaints were related directly to the city administration and the Mayor of Hamburg. The song was composed and conducted by Stefanie Ressin and accompanied by Richard Schlüter. Only one lady signed up to the first rehearsal, who then cancelled because she went into labour, so initially there was no one participating in this choir... until a group of people turned up late!



Lyrics

Verse 1:
The most absurd bicycle road of the town
leads directly into Wilhelmsburg.
Through dark tunnels, 1,000 potholes
and across some stairs at the Argentinienbrücke.

Bridge 1:
The mascara always gets smudgy
The tax declaration is too complicated
(repeat)

Chorus:
My flatmate sleeps with my ex-girlfriend
Not a single politician keeps his promises
My mother always worries too much
Ole von Beust just has the Hafencity project in his mind
My favourite underpants are out of stock - unfortunately,
the old ones already fall apart.
My lawn doesn't grow - the days are too short
The best movies are running much too late

The Hamburgers firmly believe 
that Wilhelmsburg is a prison colony
So much water but you can't get close to it
We don't want a new motorway at this island
Why is the customs fence not dismantled yet?
Why is talkshow host Christiansen bashing the unemployed?
Poor people getting poorer, rich ones getting richer,
there is plenty of debate but nothing gets done!

Verse 2:
Reduction of bureaucracy, awesome public parks,
small classes, new cinema, school and canal renovated,
language courses, modern integration policies, 
committed citizens will be heard.
(repeat)

Everything is just hot air!

Verse 3:
Suffrage must not be a privilege of the majority
I have too much time! I have too little time!
Germany's export rolls on motor trucks
past my bedroom window.

Bridge 2:
The Hamburg public transport organisation - HVV
don't get their buses and trains coordinated.
(repeat) 

[Chorus]

(noises) 
Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

Everything is just too loud!

Verse 4:
Wherever I look: advertisement!
I am a slave of my habits!
I cannot be a man and a woman!
I have no ideas, that's normal for me!

(spoken):
Parent money starts in 2007 -
our child was born too early and we don't receive anything!
In Wilhelmsburg, there are too few cafés
where you can have breakfast.
I miss the discussion with my Turkish neighbour
The weather doesn't suit the seasons
People complain too much
The Reiherstieg Housing Coop enjoys terrorising tenants
Whenever I listen to music on the radio, I get sick
Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! It's too noisy everywhere!
I am more embarrassed to fart in the subway
than I am to throw batteries into the household waste.

Verse 5 (sung):
I always step into spittle
I have too little money
I am completely chaotic
The dog sh*t is disturbing

Verse 6:
Lidl, Penny, Aldi everywhere,
the other shops moved far away.
I would like to speak more languages
The air in Wilhelmsburg is bad

Bridge 3:
Nobody truly loves me
Too much trash is in the park
Why don't they sell buttermilk
at every commuter train station?
(repeat)

[Chorus]

The Hamburgers firmly believe 
that Wilhelmsburg is a prison colony
So much water but you can't get close to it
We don't want a new motorway at this island
Why is the customs fence not dismantled yet?
Why is talkshow host Christiansen bashing the unemployed?
Poor people getting poorer, rich ones getting richer,
(shouted): there is plenty of debate but nothing gets done!

Chart of complaints:




Helsinki Find Ringtones Annoying

An impressive 2000 complaints were received for this choir, which was organized as part of the ARS06 exhibition at KIASMA in 2006. The song was composed, conducted and accompanied by Esko Grunström. Over 90 people sang, which exceeded expectations, and the ratio of women to men was an interestingly unbalanced 84:7. Performances were held in various locations, such as the railway station, market square and harbour. Though 90 people singing at a railway station was quite peculiar, the watching crowd eventually started to sing along. Just a few weeks after the choir went public with its complaint that Finland always lose to Sweden in the Eurovision, Finnish contestant Lordi won the competition! Unfortunately however, the choir didn't win the annual Finnish TV 'Joy of the Year' prize, though it was chosen as one of the four nominations.




Lyrics:

Verse 1: You can't get rich by working
and love doesn’t last forever.

In the public sauna, they never ask
if it's ok to throw water on the stove.

Old forests are cut down and turned into toilet paper,
and still all the toilets are always out of paper.

Why do products on sale drive everybody crazy?
In the middle of Helsinki they've built another shopping hell.

My neighbour spies on me through the peephole
whenever I come home with guests.

And he always arrives too early
for his sauna turn.

Chorus 1:
We always lose to Sweden in hockey and Eurovision.
Christmas season starts earlier every year.
Why do people never agree with me?
Jobs go to China,
Tramline 3 smells of pee.
It's not fair! (x4)

Verse 2: Why is the 'Metre Pizza' only half a metre long?
And why is the cord of the vacuum cleaner too short
- just like summer?

Going to work every morning, then home at night
eventually you lose your mind.

The battery on my mobile is always going flat
and all ringtones are just as irritating.
Ringtones are all irritating
Ringtones are all irritating
Ringtones...

(spoken): Sorry, I'm in a bad spot. Call me later.

Verse 3 (sung):
When you buy furniture,
all you get is a pile of boards.

Tissues are too rough,
and I can never find them when I need to sneeze.

My tights slip when I’m walking.
There is always a tall man in front of me.

At work they pat me on the shoulder,
then stab me in the back.

Chorus 2:
My dreams are boring.
Reference numbers are too long.
Women are still paid less than men.
Bullsh*tters get on too well in life.
The daily paper is too thick. 
Why always me?
It’s not fair! (x4)

Verse 4: The queue for the dentist is over six months long -
After waiting for so long the whole tooth must be pulled out.

Nice shirts get discoloured in the wash
but ugly shirts never do.

People have no time for Fair Trade goods
but still rush to where they grow.

I can’t escape the headlines of the tabloids.
The weather’s always foul.

I don't get laid enough...
(in English, spoken): And the Finnish language is bloody difficult to learn!

(in Finnish, sung):
[Chorus 1]

Verse 5: My flat is tiny yet it eats all my money
so I’m left with nothing to save the world with.

People only take a stand in SMS-forums.
Idiots don’t know which side to stand on the escalator.

My husband snores too loudly
and he walks too slowly
and only washes his hockey-shirts
(men): And my wife always complains!

(all): It’s not fair! (x4)

Verse 6: Evenings wasted hiding from the TV licence inspector
because I don’t want to pay for sports and reality TV.

The employment agency only needs Java programmers.
Old people are fed with tranquilisers so they won't complain.

My friend likes his mobile phone
more than he likes me.

Our ancestors could have picked
a sunnier place to be.

[Chorus 2]

(last repeat of 'It's not fair!' shouted)

Chart of complaints:



St. Petersburg Want to Stop Complaining

In 2006, the Kalleinens produced the Complaints Choir of St. Petersburg in collaboration with Pro Arte Institute. The song was composed by Peter Pospelov and Alexander Manotskov, and the complaints of the choir members were modified into lyrics by Ekaterina Pospelova.

Compared to other cities, the St. Petersburgers emphasized complaints about deep, basic human issues. Unfulfilled romantic love was another main concern. As reported by The St. Petersburg Times, which covered the project, 'Perhaps this is not surprising: in Russian, the words “to complain” (zhalovatsya) and “to feel compassion” (zhalet) come from the same root, with the latter meaning “to love” (lyubit) in Old Church Slavonic.' While the complaints did not directly express political issues, the daily reality of many St. Petersburgers in this time of dramatic change is also well reflected in the song.



Lyrics

Intro:
We, citizens of the city of Peter
are assembled here before you.
We are ready to file our complaints to you,
respected audience.
Thank you for your attention.
We hope you understand.

Verse 1: Petersburg - I'm not ready to die yet,
to drown in the waves of your river Neva.
Advertisement is filling all the streets,
but there is no space for me.

Yesterday the waitress was so rude to me.
When will I get enough sleep?
Who invented deadlines?
And the nightmare of the C++ language?

Verse 2: I’ve got no time to plan my life.
No more money for acne cream.
Bus No.9 goes every 5 minutes to Vasilievsky,
but it never comes back.

There are traffic jams all over.
When my cat eats “Whiskas” it withers away.
Men are always vague and hesistant
and never make the first step.

Bridge 1: There are only two loos for the whole institute.
I can't travel without a visa!
The white nights don’t let you see fireworks.
And life is a permanent artistic crisis.

Chorus:
Why did you, Peter, miraculous builder
build our city in such a pestilent climate amidst mosquitoes?
Why do we keep on loving when love is so painful?
Why are we always dissatisfied with something?

Verse 3:
My heart is so full but my wallet is empty,
and she wouldn't love a poet like me anyway.
I'd send her a rose in a wine glass like Blok,
but you don’t get cheap wine anymore.

LenEnergo is raising the electricity bills again.
T-shirts always shrink after the first wash.
Only jerks propose marriage to me,
but they are never the men I would marry.

Bridge 2: Shoe shops never sell size 35.
Plumbers drink all the time.
There's a letter 'R' in the name of this city -
a letter that I cannot pronounce!

[Chorus]

Verse 4:
Your salary won’t buy you beer nor cheese.
The opera is so expensive - can't go there!
Why doesn't my darling come home at night?
Because they open the bridges of Neva every night.

Verse 5: From Neva to Moika the architecture is fine,
but from my window I see only garbage piles.
At times I gain weight and my skirts won’t fit,
or I lose weight and become so light.
The elevator doesn’t move when I am alone inside.

Rap: Oh, I do love singing!
But I have no ear for it!
Why am I music-blind?!
A bear stepped on my ear!

Verse 6: The quiet city centre gets more and more noisy.
Everybody cuts the traffic jams short through my backyard!
Female programmers are not taken seriously!
They lie when they say there are no jobs for them.

[Rap]


Verse 7: Every day I lose my lighter
and you can’t light your cigarette from the Eternal Flame!
Men are gigolos these days
and we have to pay for all the needs of those bastards!

[Rap x2]


Verse 8: Modern art needs no education,
I can paint the square of Malevich even when I'm drunk!
There is no use of my three degrees.

Bridge 3: I hate getting up early half my life
and messing around with my car when it’s still dark.
Instead of sharing your tears in public or in private,
let us sing all together:

[Chorus]

Verse 9:

Why is this painfully familiar city
causing only migraine and boredom?
The escalator broke my high heels again.
And on the TV they play sh*t ... like you know.

The custom officers on the Finnish border are so impolite.
My ceiling is always leaking!
The Russian language is getting spoiled.

Bridge 4: So what shall we do, and who is to blame?
Why I am losing my hair at 25?
Why don’t the Rollings Stones come to play here?

[Chorus]

Why do we keep on loving when love is so painful.
Why are we always dissatisfied with something?
Why, why, why, why?

Chart of complaints: