LYRICS

Preen, preen suitcases go to sea.
BMW claims that his brother-cool guy.
left, leaving brother he has money.
little pier in green consciences of three.

I do not care brother gossip woven.
your dog barks, the caravan moves. (X2)

Chorus: (x2)
Hop, hop on the sea.
Hop, hop with BMW.

I’m leaving, leaving brother life goes on.
Fuck all these stavridi.
that there will be job after a quarter-century.
But he will have us pay a person.

I do not care brother gossip braided.
your dog barks, the caravan moves. (X2)

Chorus: (x6)