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Mr Klaus - Your Fate is Borsod
Thursday, dawn, four fourty-three,
I’m making my morning coffee.
A mingle-mangle, as they call it with belief,
But mostly, it’s just bad for my teeth.
Eastern Europe is already full of sorrow,
Which makes me smoke today then tomorrow.
It’s early in the morning, yet I’m smoking in my area,
At least I won’t die out like Assyria.
After a Kobanyai I bought a lottery ticket,
Coz I might win cash for a plane ticket.
I speak German, but if I don’t get something,
I simply say: “Buchstabieren Sie, bitte”.
I also have plans to emmigrate,
Or else I’ll just form a complaint.
I’m just rolling a joint coz I’m not well-off,
If I were tougher, I’d show you to fuck-off.
"Tyger. Tyger. Burning bright."
I will surely throw up from beer and wine.
The night is yet to come in the ghetto,
The buses in Borsod are painted yellow.
My favorite sport is smoking weed,
You can cheer for me so that I succeed.
My eyes are bloody red, I got weed-eyes, oh,
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee-eye, ee-eye, oh.