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Vodka, garlic - Emigrantsky Republic!
Vodka, garlic - Emigrantskiy Republic!
Vodka, garlic - Emigrantskiy Republic!
Vodka, garlic...

In my country things get roughly,
in my country life is not great
My dad sad: listening, pack your bags and run,
before it is to late. Uncle Sheamons got connections, Uncle Sheamons - he is got friends
We can go to Germany or may be we can go to France

Take your passport, make the last calls
Say "goodbye" to mama and your girl
Bottle of Vodka and a pound of garlic
Ready for take off to Emigrantskiy Republic!

Vodka, garlic - Emigrantskiy Republic!

This is like a different world and every street is made of gold
I know, this place is meant for me, here is where i want to be
supermarkets, neon lights: this is awfully paradise!
I gonna write my family, they must come, enjoying me.

Take your passport, make the last calls
Say "goodbye" to mama and your girl
Bottle of Vodka and a pound of garlic
Ready for take off to Emigrantskiy Republic!

Seven days a week I'm on the streets.
You'll see me silly papers no one needs
In night i sleep in the cellar on the floor
I wonder is that what i came here for

So don't forget you passport, your ticket and your wallet
Say goodbye to your mama, give a kiss to your girlfriend
Bottle of Vodka, pound of garlic welcome to Emigrantskiy Republic!
So don't forget you passport, your ticket and your wallet
Say goodbye to your mama, give a kiss to your girlfriend
Bottle of Vodka, pound of garlic welcome to Emigrantskiy Republic!

Take your passport, make the last calls
Say "goodbye" to mama and your girl
Drink a bottle of Vodka, eat a pound of garlic
welcome to welcome to

Vodka, garlic - Emigrantskiy Republic!
Vodka, garlic - Emigrantskiy Republic!
Vodka, garlic - Emigrantskiy Republic!
Vodka, garlic... Wellcome!

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