Polka

Brother hold your head this way And bustle to the front of the line Coz if they catch your eyes before you get inside, Well you'll never be allowed People got a name for us Coz we escape the strain of...

There's a little voice that says to me I want, I want, I want, I need And I want it all now for me Please, oh please, oh please, oh please But my wants and needs are separately defined inside my mind...

(Lyrics by Dmitry Basik) Look at me decrepit old man, Bent by hundred years weight, Beaten many times by whims of fate. >From the dawn until the sunset Worked like dog for daily bread - Crust...