Testi:
Dvorak

On the shores of the Mississippi They drink their wisky neat The winds are pickin up in the strange summer heat In the smokey bars On the cobblestones

You can stuff you're oi! For boneheads Stick it up your arse We don't want all your rubbish We're not working class We lives 'ere on our farm Working

They say a man's home is his castle He's like a king on a throne It may be a shack down alongside the track But everything in it's his own. So don't

- oh jeff, sa va ou koi re-fre? - oe poto peper... - t etais ou ma vieille? - j etais en dio-stu, la, j enregistre - studio? t enregistres koi? viens

each mark in softer ground leads to another one follow them down to the neighbor's new yard stealing by eyes through the windows and back again giving

[Chorus 2x:] Who you gonna call when it's time to brawl Standin' 'round waitin' for my queendom to fall Well I think not, styles are pipin' hot Blazin

[Chorus 1 5x:] ReFugees, go 'head and do it Paper Go 'head and do it Ooh, I betca' wondering how I knew That you been tryin' to infultrate my crew It

When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright There's a special

You can stuff you're oi! For boneheads Stick it up your arse We don't want all your rubbish We're not working class We lives 'ere on our farm Working