[M1 — THE AWARD | COLD SOVIET ELECTRONIC MINIMALISM] [Deep analogue drone, military footsteps, ticking clock, four dry mechanical synthesiser pulses] [MALE — DEEP, SOLEMN, RUSSIAN ACCENT, SPOKEN] Moscow. Nineteen eighty-two. A distinguished officer. A grateful nation. A special reward. [COMMANDER — FORMAL, CEREMONIAL, SPOKEN] Comrade Colonel For loyal service to the Strategic Rocket Forces, the state has awarded you an exotic German motor car. [LONG PAUSE] [OFFICER — DELIGHTED] A Porsche? [COMMANDER — FLAT] Нет. [OFFICER — HOPEFUL] A Mercedes-Benz? [COMMANDER] Нет. [OFFICER] A BMW? [COMMANDER] Нет. [OFFICER — CAUTIOUS] Volkswagen? [COMMANDER] Нет. [LONG PAUSE] [OFFICER — QUIETLY] What is it, Comrade Commander? [COMMANDER — IMMENSE PRIDE] A Trabant. [ABSOLUTE SILENCE] [V1 — THE REWARD | SPARSE MOTORIK] Thirty years of loyal duty Serving Moscow, serving state Now the motherland rewards him With a motor car of questionable fate Engineered in East Germany A technological delight (fright) Four small wheels of socialist glory Parked outside the gates tonight [HBC 1 — FOUR ROBOTIC MALE VOCODERS | PRECISE STUTTER] ТРА-ТРА-ТРА-ТРАБАНТ ДА-ДА-ДА-ДА ТРА-ТРА-ТРА-ТРАБАНТ НЕТ-НЕТ-НЕТ-НЕТ АВ-АВ-АВТОМОБИЛЬ ТРА-ТРА-ТРАБАНТ ДВА-ДВА-ДВА ТАКТА! --- [M2 — THE INSPECTION | RIGID MOTORIK | POLIVOKS BASS ENTERS] [Metallic door opens, footsteps on concrete] [OFFICER — UNCONVINCED] It's very small. [ENGINEER — PROUDLY] Compact and efficient, Comrade Colonel [OFFICER] What is the body made of? [ENGINEER] Duroplast. [OFFICER] Steel? [ENGINEER] No. Cotton fibres and resin. [LONG PAUSE] [OFFICER] Like old sticky underpants [V2 — SOCIALIST ENGINEERING | ROBOTIC MALE VOCAL] Two small cylinders, two-stroke smoke Turn the key and watch it choke Plastic panels, painted blue Socialist engineering, new Twenty-six horses under the hood Engine runs when feeling good A little smoke, a little sound East German pride is homeward bound [HBC 2 — TWO-STROKE RHYTHM | VOCODERS] ZWEI-ZWEI-ZWEI-TAKT ТРА-ТРА-ТРАБАНТ PUFF-PUFF-PUFF-PUFF DRA-DRA-DRA-DRIVE ДВАДЦАТЬ ШЕСТЬ! ДВАДЦАТЬ ШЕСТЬ! TWO-TWO-TWO-TWO SIX-SIX-SIX! [ENGINE NOISE LOCKS INTO A RIGID 4/4 MOTORIK BEAT] [FOUR POLIVOKS SYNTHESISERS ENTER] --- [M3 — THE COMPARISON | DARK INDUSTRIAL TRIP-HOP] [Deep bass sequence, dry snare, restrained metallic percussion] [V3 — STRATEGIC CAPABILITY] Deep beneath the concrete floor Weapons built for global war Megatons behind the gate Ready for the judgement date On the surface, pale and small Twenty-six horsepower, that is all One machine could end the earth One can barely leave its berth [OFFICER — SERIOUS] Comrade Commander. How much horsepower? [ENGINEER] Twenty-six. [OFFICER] And your Lada ? [COMMANDER] Seventy five [LONG PAUSE] [OFFICER] I see. [HBC 3 — FOUR-VOICE ROBOTIC COUNTERPOINT | HEAVY MOTORIK] СТО-СТО-СТО МЕГАТОНН ДВА-ДВА-ДВАДЦАТЬ ШЕСТЬ MEGA-MEGA-MEGATON HORSE-HORSE-HORSEPOWER РА-РА-РАКЕТА ТРА-ТРА-ТРАБАНТ СТО МЕГАТОНН! ДВАДЦАТЬ ШЕСТЬ! [IMMENSE POLIVOKS FILTER SWEEP] [MALE VOCAL DESCENDING GLISSANDO MORPHS INTO ANALOGUE SYNTHESISER] --- [M4 — THE JOURNEY HOME | PSYCHEDELIC ELECTRONIC CLIMAX] [Early evening wind, distant military gate opening] [V4 — THE PEOPLE'S MOTOR CAR] Eighteen hundred, duty done Setting with the evening sun Four good comrades stand and stare Blue exhaust pollutes the air Turn the key, engage the gear Something rattles at the rear Mother Russia, mighty state Twenty-six horsepower at the gate [OFFICER — SPEAKING THROUGH ENGINE NOISE] Comrade Commander! [COMMANDER] Yes? [OFFICER] How fast will it go? [ENGINEER] Eventually? [OFFICER] Eventually what? [ENGINEER] It will go.
