From Paris to Kiev
Pendolino fart
And in the last carriage
Sitting alone, Tonek
Three premieres are coming in the first.
There's coke on the table.
Nobody invited a grandpa here.
What the fuck is he always saying?
German, English and French
They're all cool.
To Kiev short road
And cold vodka in the fridge
This game is about millions
So the time of 3 was fast.
And there alone and snarled
He sat ore with sour face
And in Kiev all the dawn
This premiere train welcomes
Three came out of that surviving room.
Still can't see where Tonku is.
Finally came out of the last
And he's already moving to "colleagues"
The German just nodded
It's like individual ran a fight.
That they don't want to kill him anymore
Their favour was out of their heads
So he returned to the wagon.
"Polish Euroregion"
It won't aid to pat anymore
And the coat serving
'Cause the rice's in withdrawal.
He'll end up on green grass.
This is how Europe played it.
Confabulant got a kick
You don't request a telephone call like that.
Every stick has the another end
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