Casio [English translation]

I'm king and you will want me to put my thing in

to pull out my log and enthrone the rule.

Anyone gabs about own sceptres and apples

But only my sceptre never breaks down at night.

You will see that I'm dude when I show you how to play,

you will want it already today, when I show you my jazz,

when I prop to keyboard and play my 'dog jumping'

It will sound like Beethoven and you'll go to shits.

I have voice like bulbul, face like Jaro Slávik

I'm master of diction and I can sing what Vojta Dig wants,

but he is afraid.

And I'm absolutely macho,

I trade with rain better than Richard Krajčo.

I have rhythm like Klus, trot like Rytmus

you wanna say I don't? So try it!

And you'll have funeral

And by the way-that thing, what swings in my trousers,

dragon like this hasn't even Dan Landa!

Chorus:

So what? So what? So what?

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Maybe? Probably yeah!

Maybe? Yeah!

I'm king and you will want me to put my thing in

you just want to be my wench what doesn't go away from bunk.

And my band are knights of the round table,

what if we turn it on your panties goes down.

All of us represent living legend

because of which for money you will stop going to gynaecology.

And instead of that you'll hope that someone of this bunch will make 2 or 3 tugs after concert.

Chorus:

So what? So what? So what?

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Maybe? Probably yeah!

Maybe? Yeah!

Our guitarist when moves with his sweet wood

all of fans swoon with shouting

all of them want with him in bed to thin some of surplus decagrams,

on the guitar plays Jozef Stepanek.

Our bandmaster, when starts with his banjo roll,

all of women around are crazy

Even if he plays folklore, every women want to enjoy hardcore with him,

on banjo (plays) Dalibor Cidlinsky junior.

Our basso, when frets with his bass strings,

every girl around 3 km go wet,

each of them imagine (his thing) will be in her

that Jan Cidlinsky has her in his power.

Our drummer when impinges with wand on pellicle

non of dames can't resist

on breakfast get several virgins, on dinner several widows-

that's himself, champion, David Landstof.

Chorus:

So what? So what? So what?

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Should I heat my Casio? Probably yeah!

Maybe? Probably yeah!

Maybe? Yeah!

So figure it out, it's end.