Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Czechoslovakia, artist - Black 47. Album song A Funky Ceili, in the genre Иностранная авторская песняDate of issue: 31.01.2011
Record label: BLK
Song language: English
Czechoslovakia |
| One bright and sunny mornin' down on avenue b |
| As i was returnin' home from a night of debauchery |
| I met me landlord boris, «yo,» sez he |
| «would ya ever go over to czechoslovakia |
| Marry me daughter for me?» |
| He waved a pistol and 5000 dollars in me face |
| «she better be a virgin, when she hits the states» |
| I told him i had some business with the pope in rome |
| So he threw in a ticket to italy on me way back home |
| Would you ever go over to czechoslovakia, marry me daughter for me |
| She’s the finest girl in prague, you’ll ever see |
| Her name is citizen gertie, a communist is she |
| She wants to come to america, be a capitalist like me |
| When i landed in slovakia, i drank a dozen pints |
| But when i caught a glimpse of gertie i nearly died of fright |
| She was 6 feet in her stockings, she viewed me with dismay |
| «is this the best they can do for me in the dear old usa?» |
| But despite me splittin' headache, i wooed her like a man |
| And very soon thereafter we were married in prague |
| I remembered boris' pistol and me vow of chastity |
| But when she pinned me to the bed that night, i gave up instantly. |
| Bright and early next mornin' i went to see the pope in rome |
| Gertie left for america, make new york her home |
| She landed down on avenue b lookin' for a mansion grand |
| Boris was drunk, the building stunk, the city was mad |
| She’d been had |
| This was the height of depravity — not what she’d seen on mtv… |
| I wasn’t farin' much better with the holy father in rome |
| Some turkish wiseguy whacked him and he wasn’t even at home |
| So i landed back in new york oh so sad |
| Stared down the barrel of boris’s gun, jeez was he ever mad |
| He accused me of buggerin' his daughter but to make matters worse |
| She’d spent over 20 grand in macys and in saks |
| She sat there in her underwear, gave me a dirty wink |
| But when i thought about the credit cards me love began to shrink |
| So we drove her out to kennedy 14 trunks and all |
| And we said a prayer for the holy father back in rome |
| But as her plane rose over rockaway, boris he said to me |
| «would you ever go over to czechoslovakia and marry me daughter for me…» |