[Verse]
New country and new friends. But are they real friends?
You’ve been in this, you tasted it, you know how it will end.
I’ll give you some advice – it will be the same,
Capitalism? Democracy? They’re just names!

[Chorus]
You know that same old shitty song again is playing on repeat,
They serve the same bad tasting shit – it is already in your dish,
A paper straw that pokes on you from uncarbonated coke
Leaves you thinking that your life is not a joke.

[Verse]
Smiling people at the counters look into your eyes.
They’re offering you happiness, I offer you advice.
You know there’s a dark pattern and there’s a price to pay,
Not now… but maybe later… “tax due” – they will say!

[Chorus]
You know that same old shitty song again is playing on repeat,
They serve the same bad tasting shit – it is already in your dish,
A paper straw that pokes on you from uncarbonated coke
Leaves you wondering if you’re somehow broke.

[Instrumental solo]

[Outro]
Psst! Hey, my boy, just listen. My advice is free –
No matter what will happen, don’t play it on repeat.
You are DJ here. Be proud of your name.
Just turn the game of life into your own game.

[Chorus]
You know that same old shitty song again is playing on repeat,
They serve the same bad tasting shit – it is already in your dish,
A paper straw that pokes on you from uncarbonated coke
Is about to become your buddy, and, finally, get soaked.

Don’t get soaked like a straw, my boy.
Adios, ahoy!