as kerkush nuk ashte me politiken
ma ma rroziken
mase e rrani
ka dall prej ferrit
me musiken
e litrugiste
kurr kame dal ne reviste
mase bana fiskultur
with the police
will someone hurry up
and buy me my mask
te gjith kan shku heret
kupimin se
ma mjer me jetu
forever
kange e ime ashte a bukur
i carved his name on trees in albania
in our albanian back yards, yes
and i ate leaves for him
bugs, roaches, sand and things
for him
he wa$ the brad to my angie
The Jolene to my Rays
Light beyond His grave I saw....
and it seems to me that him
Turned into Him
turned into him
turned into him
turned into him
turned into him
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