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Sixth Sense

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Pure vodka, table full of cucumbers, beer and *herbal vodka.
I'm staying here till tomorrow.
This is a national tradition like fucking carp and *kutia.
*Smirnoff, Bols, Lodowa in our blood like *Kuroń's soup in him.
In our parents, in which this system lived in.
And the freedom of our faces, when this system was rotting.
Freedom of young faces not realising,
despite everything what this system has left inside of them.
The system has disappeared, yet it has left a mark on the districts of Warsaw.
By these habits, that reside inside of us like a sixth sense.
You know? None of my homies want to play chess.
You know, the same tradition - slightly different era.
Nothing but democracy, nothing is new, nothing.
What would I be doing, if not this freedom of speech today?
I could smoke and drink, I could do that like everyone here.
You drink beer, vodka, other types of alcohol.
We are in better clothes. In better shoes.
Maybe with slightly different goals, this is the first free generetion.
Contaminated by the PPR.

Chorus:
This resides in us like a sixth sense.
You can't do anything about it.
You know, you must have been born somewhere else.
This is like a sixth sense.
You have it in your blood, you have it on the daily.
This is that sixth sense, that you have in you . 2x

In this country you drink when you're happy.
You drink when you're sad.
People have changed their love towards life into love for vodka.
When have they changed that? History does not remember.
Happiness over unhappiness, wealth over scams.
The bigger the business the bigger the bottle.
And yet many of us compel freedom, which we have in our hands.
Freedom? Its better for the newly rich.
They changed nothing, only *Żytnia for Belvedere
And Króleskie for Heineken, beacuse they are finally in the shop.
Finally. Tough I don't remember at all, that they were not there before.
Though I don't remember at all, I like a great piss-up.
I was given this inclination as a gift from the ancestors.
I was given it as a method of spending time.
Pezet-Noon : Everyday reality from the lives of Poles.

Chorus : 4x

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