"My Slováci máme pech,

najprv Maďar potom Čech!"

Tak písali na sídlisku,

roky to nikto nepretrel.

Nostalgia za rokmi,

keď sme za nič nemohli.

Za posrané životy vždy

mohli len tí ostatní.

ODJAKŽIVA KOLÓNIA,

PODDAJNÍCKE MYSLENIE.

OPÁJA NÁS ILÚZIA,

ŽE CUDZIE TU NECHCEME.

AŽ NA VEKY KOLÓNIA,

BOHABOJNÉ KREPČENIE

A ABSURDNÁ NAIVITA

ŽE VIEME BYŤ PRI SEBE.

Cigán ti už nestačí,

imigrant len v telke.

Strýko Sam ťa odkopol

a Putin ťa nechce.

Začalo to zbytočne,

iné už to nebude.

Vygumujte to tu z mapy,

nikto si nič nevšimne!

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(POST/COLONIAL)

"We Slovaks are out of luck,

first the Hungarian, then the Czech!"

So was written in the hood,

it wasn't painted over for years.

Nostalgia for the times,

when nothing was our fault.

Someone else was always responsible

for our fucked up lives.

COLONY SINCE FOREVER,

UNDERLING MENTALITY.

WE'RE HIGH ON AN ILUSION OF

REJECTING ALL THE OUTLANDISH.

COLONY FOREVERMORE,

SAINTLY HOPPING AROUND

AND AN ABSURD NAIVITY

THAT WE CAN STAND TOGETHER.

Gipsy's not enough for you anymore,

the immigrant is just in TV.

Uncle Sam has abandoned you

and Putin has no interest.

It has begun uselessly,

and won't get any better.

Erase this here from the map,

noone will ever notice!