Johnny Hobo and The Freight Trains - Election Song [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

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I cursed the world one second
To mand it buy me a sandwich in the next
Or else i'm bumming the cigarettes
To help me to forget how hungry i am

I can't believe that bastard
Won this morning
It's the kind of night for
FUCKING 40'S!!!

AND WE'RE MIXING OUR DRINKS STIFF TONIGHT
AND WE'RE MIXING OUR DRINKS STIFF TONIGHT

Todays the dawn of the draft
And tomorrow we're shipped off to iraq
Or else we're cutting off a toe
Praying that we don't have to go

I can't believe that bastard
Won this morning
It's the kind of night for
FUCKING 40'S!!!

WHO'S READY FOR THE WAR TONIGHT?
WHO'S READY FOR THE WAR TONIGHT?

I'm running on caffiene
And nicotine and amphetamines
I hope more stimulants are on the way
CAUSE WHO DOESNT HAVE A DRUG PROBLEM THESE DAYS?

I can't believe that bastard
Won this morning
It's the kind of night for
FUCKING 40'S!!!

AND I'M SNIFFING THOSE PILLS HARD TONIGHT
AND I'M SNIFFING THOSE PILLS HARD TONIGHT!