Song meaning of Кто же будет читать для улиц? (Who Will Read for the Streets?) by УННВ (UNNV)

Ah, the ever-deep and thought-provoking lyrics of УННВ (UNNV). "Кто же будет читать для улиц?" A question that has plagued humanity for centuries! Allow me to enlighten you with my interpretation of this philosophical masterpiece. So, apparently, these guys wander around in circles, waving their hands aimlessly at their so-called "listeners." They're pondering who will read for the streets because, you know, living in a basement really limits your literary audience. And oh my goodness, they're fed up with you, the streets! You're just a bunch of plebs who haven't seen life beyond the dirty neighborhood. Instead of gold, you wear chocolate medals. How fitting! Their music shines like beacons in the darkness, like a desperate cry for attention amongst dim-witted hooligans. And hey, they can even spot a Salvador Dalí amidst the hooliganistic crowd. Impressive! This song is for those who feel useless and who wallow in dust. And hey, if you're not walking on water, at least try to swim, folks! But, you know, take the scenic route away from all this overblown grandeur. Even a dog wouldn't brag about its chains. How profound! It doesn't matter where or how the kings die, but did you know that earthworms die right beneath our feet? Deep, man. Deep. So who will read for the streets, you ask? Who will read for the streets, damn it?! I'll tell you who! These guys! These folks with their heads all around, making verses explode outwards from their deepest depths, catering to those who believe in their art and those yearning for answers. So as their cigarette smolders, somewhere someone's life is also smoldering. How poetic! They've been deceiving themselves in circles for far too long, convincing themselves they'll escape someday, even if it means whining about money shortage and laziness. But amidst all the arrogant stupidity that fills people's minds, doubts creep in like fragments of shattered moments, gnawing away at their shadows. They'll leave the echoes visible to burnt-out plants, disappearing without saying goodbye, not carrying anything with them. Your values, my dear listeners, don't exactly ignite excitement. And no matter who says what, they just keep talking. They're happy that the streets want what they're offering. So, who will read for the streets? It'll be the smart one, always awake, rhyming life's rhythm for you. Stand beside them, let your eyes and faces reflect the streets. It makes you wonder, why the hell is it so hard to smile around here? But our destinies interweave and twist, making it difficult to read. But hey, just don't give a f***. Keep repeating it, keep repeating it. Who will read for the streets? Who will read for these faces? For the stoners, the dead, the free-spirited, the unshaven, the slackers, and those who don't have time for amusement. Who will read for them when it's so much easier for everyone to shut up and pretend, filling other people's minds with their crazy nonsense? Well, УННВ (UNNV) will, of course! They're here to save the day, enlightening the streets with their profound lyrics and mind-boggling wisdom. So thank you, УННВ (UNNV), for being the heroes the streets need, but definitely not the ones they deserve. Bravo!