We have been kings since the day we came in A ship filled with hopes and plans for a new beginning Well it did not turn out as a golden fortune But a song of an emigrant that sang out of tune, come on!
The language of aliens with long blond silk Will not be respected because of Mothers milk So look back and find a virginal soul mate The song of an emigrant will not change, it's too late!
I thank you welfare for always taking care And how you made me a happy wannabe It's not forgotten, your arms wide open Those easy money - it's been a good time for me!
A man is supposed to support his woman A Father's job is to feed his children So how can it be that the paycheck is wealthy The song of an emigrant it's done, the system is healthy!
I thank you welfare for always taking care And how you made me a happy wannabe It's not forgotten, your arms wide open Those easy money - it's been a good time for me!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
