STS drago

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Drago is wearing his best suit
and is twirling his mustache.
Today it's Saturday evening.
The week on construction was just hard.
He's in a good mood, he's doing it the tavern door opens
and suddenly it becomes very quiet
and Drago hears a quiet murmur,
what the Tschusch wants.
The Drago is on vacation at home in Kosovo,
Meets the old friend and his brothers.
They talk, drink Slivo,
They dance and sing the old Serbian songs.
They are in a good mood, there the inn door opens up
and suddenly it becomes very quiet
and you can hear Drago murmuring quietly,
what the Albanian dog wants.
All it takes is three people getting together
/>and then someone is the Tschush,
the Jew or the Negro.
In any case, for him it's called Kush
They're driving over it, what has he lost there.
It's the last piece of dirt,
There's nothing there, it has to go.
The old walls are falling, new times are dawning.
I'm just happy for something.
Dictators have to pay 'n, it's the people's turn now.
Bravo, here we go.
The Romanians can barely say the word freedom,
they take the freedom for themselves
/>and go kill Hungarians and gypsies.
Pollacks and Kanaks get out of the GDR.
We are who again.
The Slovaks don't want to deal with the Czechs anymore,
Václav here, Václav here.
And everyone only looks at Lithuania.
The small ones are fighting against the big power.
But if you don't have the language up there ' of the little ones,
well then goodnight!
National - slogans in the brain
National - foaming at the mouth
National - beating in the hand
National - A lot of strength and no sense
All it takes is three people to come together
and one of them is the cush,
the Jew or the Negro.
In any case, for him it's cush< br/>People are driving over it, what has he lost there.
It's the last piece of dirt,
There's nothing there, it has to go.
In Israel, little children throw stones
>and get shot for it.
The Germans hit the Turks
and the Turks hit the Kurds in the gosh'n.
The Brazilians slaughter their last Indians
full of greed and Impatience.
The Azerbaijanis need Armenian blood
and in case of doubt it's the Jews' fault anyway.
An eye for an eye - the whole world is blind
Tooth for a tooth - it's our business boys
It only takes three people to come together
and one of them is the Tschusch,
the Jew or the Negro.
In any case, for him it's called Gusch
There will be Drive over it, what has it lost there.
It's the last piece of dirt,
There's nothing there, it has to go.

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