No Escape (from Balkan)
Yes I left my motherland and went so farTo get a good job and a brand new carVery smart phone, hundred inch TVAmerican hits on my MP3
I’m living in diaspora, I’m very proudOf my house with the pool, master credit cardThick gold chain hangs around my neckMercedes Benz parked in the back
Don't believe the hype I never beat my wifeI’m not a macho man who would stab you with a knifeI live by your rules every single dayBut some things are written in my DNA
But when I taste rakijaIn my head anarhijaBack to original shapeJust cannot escape from Balkan
No escape from Balkan