liapis ptrubeckoi/artist from white russia

Here is a translation of some of the lyrics :

“I eat gold bricks for lunch,
Diamond dessert, oil cream.
My name is Beelzebub : the master of stratosphere,
I am unbelievably cool and commonly respected.
Refrain:
In my left hand is a Snikers, in my right hand is a Mars.
My PR manager is Karl Marx.
In my left hand is a Snikers, in my right hand is a Mars.
My PR manager is Karl Marx.
Capital! Capital! Capital! Capital!
My face is Madonna, all filled with rotten pears.
All kneel! The orchestra play flourish!
Capital! Capital! Capital! Capital!