Łona i Webber - No akomodejszon

Ey, ey, a moment, stop. Two sentences
Son, I see that ball and your intention
And I know that sure shot and that battle frenzy
But - in spite of everything - it's a shame to destroy the furniture
How are they to endure this attack?
Janek, this is a pre-war closet
And may it be spared a little more fate;
Come, let's take these blocks, let's arrange something, ey
What, I don't know, maybe something pretty this time
I know it's hard; lego. What can be done?
I know it's boring; that the option is weak
Anyway, you're right on the whole - you don't want to, don't stack it
Take a book, not - as before - last time
That instead of Brzechwa you took Hlaska
Take "The merry bunch", if you want both at the same time
And put this lego somewhere in the cracks
Oh, seriously, deal with it somewhow, rebel
No, not to the closet, there's already no place in this mebel
From toys new supplies numerous....
I ask you, leave this door, it's already tumorous
Son, they're barely breathing, don't be offensive
It won't go in here. There will be none of this; you have mercy
Lack of places and lego will not catch on anymore
Anyway, let's give the floor to the closet itself, go on:

No accommodation for legos…

I know; shock above all
That a piece of post-Nordic furniture sings to you in English
And that accent, which betrays a taste that is not stupid
That less often Wagner, more often Fela Kuti
(Tony Allen altogether)
Seemingly a plank of wood, and here such a repertoire and background in her
That these IKEAs come out pale
This is an old closet, so listen to her attentively
And you to my wound you are pouring salt here
Nothing that the voice. Nothing that from the junction of cultures
Nothing that the place lacks. No change in plans
Because you continue to push this lego into the closet on the sly
No, no, Janek, this is not serious
See: father says, closet says, brassband plays
I say it's a mistake, that it can hurt
And you wade against the current with iron stubbornness
Although, so on the other hand
That you know it's maybe not a bad idea
It wasn't supposed to go in, that's what dad-nestor told you
Well, and what, and nothing. Well, and somehow it went in
The moral? No, well, without a moral rather it is;
You listen to your father, but do your own thing
And check, if only for the sake of a joke...
And maybe it will turn out that it's not true, as with the supposed:

No accommodation for legos…