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Hole, Sweet Hole, Sweet Home
Petruska András
I remember my first date with you
On the square where you change to metro line 2
All my air-conditioning was in operation
When I reached that crowded destination
But nothing, oh nothing could cool me down
I was like a greedy mole
That accumulates all its nutriment in its hole
For all throught the winter not having to work
It only has to care about cleaning up the dirt
I thought I had it all and it would be easy with you
I had a hipster moustache on that particular day
Like Guitar George in his song 'Blow away'
But thankfully I soon found my razor
Then surprisingly you gave me some complicated days and
You dug me back in the hole to a little more stuck taking
You got me some issues that I needed to solve
Some crisis I just had to face
Just like holes in the ceiling where the rain leaks in
But by compliting this task I saw the sunshine
And realized where my real home is
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
It took me two years diging in mind
I tell you it's much harder than the same in the ground
Spiritual progress is for those who've been in hell
It's true, believe me, I've learned it well
Blessed are the poor, but not my all means
You got me some issues that I needed to solve
Some crisis I just had to face
Just like holes in the ceiling where the rain leaks in
But by compliting this task I saw the sunshine
And realized where my real home is
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you,
Though I still don't know what it really means - It's a kind of routine
Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you,
Asd we mature together all these years - it always have
different meanings
And now we're riding the road in the Comecon Blue
Nobody's there but me and you
And all the things we saved from the summer
To have our full comfort and to feed each other
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
What's the fare for the ride?
Is this vehicle save to travel?
These questions we alway ask but we don't really care about
We have our days of progression
And at night we're led back to our home
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
On the square where you change to metro line 2
All my air-conditioning was in operation
When I reached that crowded destination
But nothing, oh nothing could cool me down
I was like a greedy mole
That accumulates all its nutriment in its hole
For all throught the winter not having to work
It only has to care about cleaning up the dirt
I thought I had it all and it would be easy with you
I had a hipster moustache on that particular day
Like Guitar George in his song 'Blow away'
But thankfully I soon found my razor
Then surprisingly you gave me some complicated days and
You dug me back in the hole to a little more stuck taking
You got me some issues that I needed to solve
Some crisis I just had to face
Just like holes in the ceiling where the rain leaks in
But by compliting this task I saw the sunshine
And realized where my real home is
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
It took me two years diging in mind
I tell you it's much harder than the same in the ground
Spiritual progress is for those who've been in hell
It's true, believe me, I've learned it well
Blessed are the poor, but not my all means
You got me some issues that I needed to solve
Some crisis I just had to face
Just like holes in the ceiling where the rain leaks in
But by compliting this task I saw the sunshine
And realized where my real home is
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you,
Though I still don't know what it really means - It's a kind of routine
Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you,
Asd we mature together all these years - it always have
different meanings
And now we're riding the road in the Comecon Blue
Nobody's there but me and you
And all the things we saved from the summer
To have our full comfort and to feed each other
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
What's the fare for the ride?
Is this vehicle save to travel?
These questions we alway ask but we don't really care about
We have our days of progression
And at night we're led back to our home
In our hole, sweet hole, sweet home
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