Mommy baked an apple pie Sayin "Hush, my baby, don't you cry now" Eva Braun is next to you, Welcome to the friggin' zoo!
I don't want your apple pie I'll get heavy, I won't fly If I eat too much of it Uncle Sam will make me shit.
Daddy made a mug of kvas Kremlin angels made all that jazz CIA & KGB Fast food service stuffed in me.
I don't want your kvas or pie Apple pie that mommy cooked Honey kvas that daddy brewed Now I know that I will puke.
I can't not dig what's that all about Some people eat-they never doubt Some people serve bad fish for the rest But I know for sure they'll be under arrest.
I don't want your honey kvas I don't want your apple pie 'Cause I know that I'll go gas 'Cause I know that I will die.