Chorus:
I had a little drink today, sorry mom
Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes
That want to gnaw my flesh
Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly
Anıl Piyanсı:
These things happen
I'm stuck with in this enormous world
Tell me man
How much you are you, why is this dizziness
It makes you think all the malignancy is on open buffets, self-service
And I've filled my plate with every trouble one by one
I used to take on load on my back, as I sweat on my forehead
Believe me it's been a long time, I've been looking for an answer
Then I noticed that I started running away from problems at any time
And I was taking aims before thinking
Even if I hit the bull's-eye I got tired
So I had a little drink today, sorry mom
But never be anxious I never lost myself
Maybe I didn't really try myself enough today
I didn't talk about it at all 'cause I couldn't get over the truth
But I didn't ruin the ceremony after all
I want to spend every split second with music
If you feel like it then let's have a talk come let's drink 'till morning
The world isn't a prison
Chorus:
I had a little drink today, sorry mom
Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes
That want to gnaw my flesh
Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly
Ais Ezhel:
My empty stomach gets full, with every single dream that fill me up
Man I eat boyoz in İzmir, in Ankara I get frosty
That's how life passes with raises and falls and it mutilates the man, too
So hold tour head up high don't be knockouted, but
If you're one of those kids who climbed moving staircases backwards
Don't be afraid of anything
Getting tired amuses, amusing never tires
If there're so many handicaps, being free is what you do
You do cleaning much, this world is a frothy dirt
But you can't get mad despite 'em all, that's why you should stay optimistic
Just to remove the bug city's zombiness off myself
Streets are putril, you bastard, breathe the air, you bastard
If even your shadow is a danger , you better turn into RedKit
All of those workingman are heroes
To all those who finds hard to turn a honest penny it's easy to become a pimp
Chorus:
I had a little drink today, sorry mom
Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes
That want to gnaw my flesh
Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly
Grogi:
My mood like the pennies in my pocket, asunder
Today is Sunday, look at the news
Lies are all around what's left in the past is a disfavor for the future
I guess the time will beat the darkness
Wear your beret on your head look at your aim
Keep walking in your path keep tasting the sorrow in streets
Live the life the one who doesn't talk about his troubles, he swarm with 'em
Shut the fuck up 'cause that's not what we're talking about you bastard
Extend it if you got a lighter, let me light my unfinished cigharatte
I'm surrounded with smokes anyway
I'm bored of the rules pitch pr toss
Everyone have the pouts, they have became either a killer or a senile
The life isn't fair you know the way it is
Live the loneliness at a young age
Then it really offends one's feelings but there's nothing one can do
Human looks for a reason to keep breathing
Chorus:
I had a little drink today, sorry mom
Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes
That want to gnaw my flesh
Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly