Running with gázolaj
By UOW’n’S(=UnderstandOutWe'n'sky=ÉrtElMiSÉgi)
It was a lovely day,
And the sun shined lovely.
I sited on the beach with you,
And I thinked: „I buy a little present for you.”
Only a little lovely present:
A litre of gázolaj!
I stoled a little zsírpapír,
And packed the gázolaj,
I knited a little masni on it;
It looked like a shit!
A big pack of shit.
But it wasn’t a pack of shit,
A big pack of shit;
It was only a lovely present,
A litre of gázolaj!
I got in my trabant,
I drunk a beer,
And I didn’t feel any fear,
I safe my machinegun,
And I drove my Trabant;
Into a tree, of course.
And because my trabant is downbanging,
And the gázolaj will upbanging,
I musted run, trun, run!
Wasn’t it fun?
I running with gázolaj!
I running with gázolaj,
What looked like a shit,
But only a little bit,
A little mázsa shit,,
So it was so faun,
Like the psychokillers,
When I running with gázolaj!
I ran a so long maraton,
Like vécésnéni a vonaton,
It wasn’t so monoton,
So, I rided on motoron.
With a packet of gázolaj.
And the gázolaj is lánging,
My barátnő did fucking,
So, I was angry,
And I drunk the full packet of gázolaj!
I running with gázolaj,
What looked like a shit,
But only a little bit,
A little mázsa shit,,
So it was so funny,
Like the psychokillers,
When I running with gázolaj!
I running with gázolaj,
What looked like a shit,
But only a little bit,
A little mázsa shit,,
So it was so funny,
Like the psychokillers,
When I running with gázolaj!
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