panie to wyście taco hemingway lyrics english

panie to wyście taco hemingway lyrics english

 

[Verse 1] The
teacher hates you
If you are a little different
This country is one big elementary school

Its walls you will never leave The
employer hates you
If you are a bit strange
You think life is more than cash
That a man is more than numbers (nonsense) The

Lord in the kiosk you hates (even him?)
Serious people disgustingly
Forgot that everyone was once a child

They pretend that they didn’t come out of … (shhh …)
Your candidate hates
you Catechist hates you
Some type on the internet hates you
But it’s not a distinction, because he likes to hate

[Chorus]
You do a DNA test to know where your home is
White and red envelope, inside the result that you are from 
here (Get the fuck
out)
Sorry, I can’t, because I’m from here
(Get the fuck off man, he’s standing fucking complaining about everything)
No, I can’t, because I’m from here
(You don’t like it, you fucking don’t like it) , not holding, fucking)
Sorry, I can’t, because I’m from here
(The last time I tell you you don’t like the fuck out, you’re
not here ) No, I can’t, because I’m out of here

[Verse 2]
The other side also hates
You are from a small town – the elite disgusts you
If they are from the countryside, they don’t even want to scoff anymore
Because you do not exist for them, as TVN does not see you

Until spontaneously appearing
those gentlemen who say that you have the right to exist

Yes, maybe they talk a little hatefully
But they talk more and more aggressively A

celebrity writes slogans on the pages
In tears all the mascara is blurry
Then the same star on big posters
He praises shoes sewn in slave workshops

I would like to find a way out
But he lives in a barricaded maze
Any debate in political agenda
The winner is the one who shouts louder: “Lord, it is you!”
– You stole from your countrymen!
– No, Lord, you slandered the Poles!
– Well, Lord, you wounded the nation
The nation that is bleeding to this day because you wanted a trough!
– Exactly, it is you!
– Lord, Lord, it is you!
– Lord, it is you!

[Chorus: Taco Hemingway & Oskar ]
You
‘re
doing a DNA test to know where your house is.White and red envelope, in the middle a result that you’re out of here (Get the fuck out)
Sorry, I can’t, because I’m out of here
(Get the fuck out man, I’m standing fucking complaining on everything)
No, I can’t, because I’m from here
(You don’t like it, nothing fucking keeps you fucking …)
Sorry, I can not because I’m from here
(last time I tell you do not like to fuck whore , you’re not)
No, I can not because I’m st- * * shots
(Last whore, won, bitch)

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