I believe my Lord will however not leave me
How could He release such a prey from His hands
But which Lord? You're asking surprisingly
Well, that one from the proper side
Hey, hey, get to know your paradise
Hey, hey, give it to us
We supposed to win, but we lost
Ugly face like yours may be a part of night dream
Hey, hey, get to know your paradise
Hey, hey, sell it to us
Vanity of vanities, comrades
One talks too much, other one keeps quiet in silent
Hey, hey, get to know your paradise
Hey, hey, sell it to us
Vanity of vanities, comrades
One talks too much, other one keeps quiet in silent
Those who trust in their riches maybe will fall
Storm rages, unholy reaches the bottom
During the break catechist fondles boys secretly
First communion need to be celebrate properly
Hey, hey, get to know your paradise
Hey, hey, clean in there
You fucked up streets in my city
You want to hang me, so hang me
Hey, hey, get to know your paradise
Hey, hey, sell it to us
Vanity of vanities, comrades
One talks too much, other one keeps quiet in silent
The thing about sink is that you can't pour too much
Righteous will never hesitate, seemingly...
Seven bullets for traitor, he ratted on Poles
Skins or flower children, who can differentiate?
Hey, hey, get to know your paradise
Hey, hey, clean in there
You fucked up streets in my city
You need to get out, so get out
Hey, hey, get to know your paradise
Hey, hey, sell it to us
Vanity of vanities, comrades
One talks too much, other one keeps quiet in silent