Lyrics:
On the 6th of June
On the shores of Western Europe
1944
D-day upon us
We’ve been here before
Used to this kind of war
Crossfire grinds through the sand
Our
On the 6th of June
On the shores of Western Europe, 1944
D-day upon us
We've been here before
Used to this kind of war
Crossfire grind through the sand
Our
the Nazi lines
Primo victoria
On the 6th of June
On the shores of western Europe 1944
D-day upon us
We've been here before
Used to this kind of war
the Nazi lines
Primo victoria
On the 6th of June
On the shores of western Europe 1944
D-day upon us
We've been here before
Used to this kind of war
the Nazi lines
Primo victoria
On the 6th of June
On the shores of western Europe 1944
D-day upon us
We've been here before
Used to this kind of war
didn't know they had hearts of stone
Frozen by Western Europe's cold
Also, there were scumbags among us
Willing to work for white conquerors honours
down runway one
Tell me please
You'll wake me when it's over
[Chorus: ]
Do you realize what's happening in western Europe?
Norway, Finland,
praise god
All the rivers in central europe
All the rivers in southern europe
All the rivers in western europe
All the rivers in eastern europe
Show me
Don't act like you too busy to talk
Yo I know you on vacation right now bro
Probably Western Europe Eastern Europe somewhere
I don't care bro but listen
the Middle East my grandfather ran
In Eastern Europe my grandmother ran
In Western Europe they ran ran ran ran
Ran, ran before they swam, swam
Break us like
Travel to my other lands
Europe feeling grand
Saint Michelle castle in my hand
Western Europe Italian land
Walking on the water to a castle I got wet
In my
Putin threaten to turn off natural gas pipeline to Western Europe
. . . Kissoffka!
Facing counter-offensive, Russian desert battlefield on Ukrainian
Putin threaten to turn off natural gas pipeline to Western Europe
Kissoffka!
Facing counter-offensive, Russian desert battlefield on Ukrainian bicycle
interest prolly fuck em if they're all inspired
I went backpacking in the foothills out in western europe
And as soon as i finish i bet they're jaws tired
the sheets
I was backpacking in western Europe
Hi, my name's Ken Adams. Admit it
I'm not the average Joe
Joey
Joseph, but I'm not stallin' when your panties
in western Europe
Hi, my name is Ken Adams, Admit it
I'm not the average Joe, Joey, Joseph
but I'm not stallin' when your panties get to droppin
I'ma
Looking west, from Western Europe
I Gaze across the see
From icy cold and autumn leaves
I wonder what waits for me
As I gaze across the ocean
hand
I've left so much behind for the hope western europe sent
And I'm tired of all the waiting
In a row too long to count
And I'm sick of all
his clan's bar
Don Louis was the mastermind of the Mob in Western Europe
The Don of the Dons
So let's think about it
Who or what clan could have
Western Europe
Northest Asia and North America
Among these clans, there was a young thief thirsty for conquest and power
They called him "The Many-Faced
Brings that moment forward into the present
When medieval Christianity
No longer made sense to a major percentage
Of the people of Western Europe
On the 6th of June
On the shores of western Europe 1944
D-day upon us
We’ve been here before
Used to this kind of war
Crossfire grind through the sand
Our
I joined the race halfway through, spanning 15 thousand kilometres
Across the best dressed side of Western Europe
Silk and leather woven freshly
from all over western Europe:
Wimpyburgers from London,
Wonderburgers from Dublin,
And his favorite, Hitburgers from Paris,
Which he ate whenever he
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