regarding the link? róże europy - kości czerwone, kości czarne (roses of europe - red bones, black bones) http://tinyurl.com/y7fzt6qq... lyrics?
adolf ****** i benito mussolini józef stalin i franciszek franco mieli narody między nogami a one na zgodę kiwały głowami pan proszę pana też chce być taki taki potężny i taki bogaty lecz pan proszę pana chyba oszalał lecz pan proszę pana chyba oszalał!
adolph ****** & benito mussolini joseph stalin & francisco franko had nations (clenched) between their legs and they (nations) nodded with approval sir, i plead to you sir, that i too want to be like them, so grandiose & so wealthy but kind sir, you must have become insane, but kind sir, you must have become insane!
when was the last time, that i went to a house party where people played decent music, and by decent, i mean unusual? a nostalgia fest of elvis, where the party attendees would clap along to blue suede shoes? or uh-hum oh ooh to *all shook up?! a magical moment it would seem, where a need for conversation becomes obsolete, a neanderthal typo... or whams'! wake me up before you go-go... i can't remember when that last happened - when people forgot the civil accords of conversation at a party... talk + party = neanderthal... if you're not ******* each other silly, or at least having a collective karaoke spectacle... it's no party... it's covert parliamentarism in action... and who the **** wants that after a few stiffies (strong drinks)? no one! i remember my 21st up in edinburgh, the focal point came with the song silk by the group roses of europe - róże europy - jedwab: my then russian girlfriend was intimated by a large crowd of poles... sulking and rolling spliffs in the bedroom, moaning about how good of a host i was... i even mopped up ***** from the carpet when my high-school friend puked waiting for the toilet... but i can't really remember going to a part, that actually was a party; and yes, that song got the girls singing with the loveliest of echoes of the song in flesh.