Szczękościsk [English translation]

(O!) They're still sitting over that coffee

Still stuffing themselves with tapenade

Filling their mouths with sunroot (with what?)

And keep dreaming about Aventador

Grounded avocado on toast, it's a little hard

Because they rarely have the soft ones in shops

Their waiter grew up in a rather poor neighborhood

He could probably feed a whole herd with those 30zł

The client is boasting that he's been to Lisbon

And had a pretty hotel for free

Where people sang Fado outside his window

He talked about that for 45 minutes, and the waiter kept bringing them appetizers

Those people are rather from that second Poland1

But I see them in pubs on the wonderful dirty Fridays

Standing in the queues to powder our noses

To, at least for a moment, catch some reason for living

That will get stuck in their throats, once they get a lockjaw

It's not hatred, but they seem funny to him

They don't touch topics that are hard to digest when they're full

Brunch for 450zł, dozen of people eating

And they left 2,30zł as a tip, wow thanks

You think they're fucking swindlers but you have to stand and say "please enter your PIN and press the green button" (PIN and green)

All those degrees and diplomas just to stand here now and say "please enter your PIN and press the green button" (PIN and green)

Life was supposed to go in different directions but now I have to stand and say "please enter your PIN and press the green button" (PIN and green)

Politely "PIN and green"

(O!) They're still sitting over that coffee

Still stuffing themselves with tapenade

Filling their mouths with sunroot (with what?)

And keep dreaming about Aventador

Grounded avocado on toast, rye bread gets stuck in the throat, he sips on the Cava2

Written with "C" and "V", he likes to drink in the morning

Grzegorz's3 life is like a CV in which everyone lies

Now the waiter is staring like an idiot

And shamelessly listening to their conversations

He gets sent to bring some more, comes back with a tray

He's curious what his salary is, what he does with the money

He stumbles upon people like him on Fridays in pubs, and it's really bizarre

People are only equal in the grave and toilet queues

And at a party, which is still going even though it's bright outside.

He can't change his life even though he's a little tired of it

So the waiter reminds him of an important beast

The beast of addiction, and this horrific pressure

He waits for a tip made of paper bills

2,30zł should be enough for him, he'd spend it on alcohol anyway

You think they're fucking swindlers but you have to stand and say "please enter your PIN and press the green button" (PIN and green)

All those degrees and diplomas just to stand here now and say "please enter your PIN and press the green button" (PIN and green)

Life was supposed to go in different directions but now I have to stand and say "please enter your PIN and press the green button" (PIN and green)

Politely "PIN and green"

They're still sitting over that coffee

Still stuffing themselves with tapenade

Filling their mouths with sunroot (with what?)

And keep dreaming about Aventador

(Woah)

1. There's an unofficial way of diving Poland into "A" and "B" (better and worse) based on people's salary and how well they're living2. Cava is a wine, and in Polish "kawa" means coffee. They sound exactly the same3. Most likely refers to a character from the "Łańcuch" songs on the same album