Jan Niezbendny - Najlepsze są aftery

Numbers are best when there are after parties
When is the continuation of yesterday's scandal
When you don't have to get off the water
And soothe the hangover condition in installments
We fall into the hut and go down in installments
Sipping alk and burning whips
Nothing ends, no whip
We attach the equipment and turn up the cotton wool
I Srata drata and the muse of summer
and we start a new topic
The numbers of the fairy tales are then up-to-date
because every lady thinks about a dick
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And that's the end of yesterday's party
The vodka ran out, the pussies went off
The police chase me away unnecessarily, they do shit
Where the fuck am I, I don't recognize anything here
what kind of neighborhood will beat me yet
crap where dogs drink water with cocks
with closed eyes with little steps
wide gestures and with a dry mouth
I'm looking for a way to my mummy's house
who for drunkenness is sure to strangle me
I'd better stop by a bar on the way
but a nima of clothes, ID, keys, cash
the sun is already shining, the children are already playing
laughing at me is unpleasant
the old women are pointing their fingers at me
the new day begins in full gulps
and I'm still slightly yesterday
I would not finish yet, I would dance
I would still catch a touch
he drank a glass and cheated a hangover
Mr. Janeczek comes back from the tour
He made the audience boring again
What does that mean trouble
Because it was about how the returns are fucked
Best of all, my darling
the best solution would be a great solution
I swear by the ham is an honest confession
A post-party afterek would be the best