Sin Studly
07-24-2006, 12:44 PM
So gather round ye children,
And listen to my epic tale,
The tale of a devotchka,
So sweet and kind and frail,
A girl without the slightest shred,
Of cruelty or malice in her,
And like Jesus would take mercy,
Upon the most wretched sinner,
A girl so sweet and gentle,
Like an olive branch and dove,
A girl incapable of malice,
That the board has grown to love,
There's little wonder she's the girl
That everybody likes
Hell, Sin Studly even loved her,
Before he knew she hated kykes,
For it's not often a communist,
And nationalistic Russian,
Wins the hearts of neo-nazis,
With a love of all things Prussian,
Wins the hearts of avowed liberals,
Who favour free immigration,
When she wants to close all borders,
And kick your kin out of her nation,
So hark to our little Tanichka,
And hark to what she has to say,
You might get a Tovarish Smile,
Or learn that today is cute day,
You'll learn that all the purges,
Were something Stalin had to make,
Cause Smilin' Joe was a damn good man,
And the Holocaust was fake,
So now she 's been adopted,
By her Papa and Mamushka,
Who love and hold her dearly,
As their very own dcerushka,
Who protect her with a vengeance,
For she's much to dear to lose,
So we fend off the advances,
Of the communists and Jews,
And one day she will get her dream,
We'll take her to an Offspring show,
In California's sunny shores,
As a real family we will go,
So Tanya can bounce to the Offspring,
After Papushka hits a bar,
And drinks to blot the awful sounds,
(Mama will have to drive the car),
For so much her parents love her,
They would endure this pain,
Music of a band so shitty,
It's a struggle to keep sane,
This sacrifice we both will make,
And we'll raise her with such pride,
For inside this sweetest of angels,
Is a heart of pure genocide,
So hark to our little Tanichka,
And hark to what she has to say,
You might get a Tovarish Smile,
Or learn that today is cute day,
You'll learn that all the purges,
Were something Stalin had to make,
Cause Smilin' Joe was a damn good man,
And the Holocaust was fake,
And listen to my epic tale,
The tale of a devotchka,
So sweet and kind and frail,
A girl without the slightest shred,
Of cruelty or malice in her,
And like Jesus would take mercy,
Upon the most wretched sinner,
A girl so sweet and gentle,
Like an olive branch and dove,
A girl incapable of malice,
That the board has grown to love,
There's little wonder she's the girl
That everybody likes
Hell, Sin Studly even loved her,
Before he knew she hated kykes,
For it's not often a communist,
And nationalistic Russian,
Wins the hearts of neo-nazis,
With a love of all things Prussian,
Wins the hearts of avowed liberals,
Who favour free immigration,
When she wants to close all borders,
And kick your kin out of her nation,
So hark to our little Tanichka,
And hark to what she has to say,
You might get a Tovarish Smile,
Or learn that today is cute day,
You'll learn that all the purges,
Were something Stalin had to make,
Cause Smilin' Joe was a damn good man,
And the Holocaust was fake,
So now she 's been adopted,
By her Papa and Mamushka,
Who love and hold her dearly,
As their very own dcerushka,
Who protect her with a vengeance,
For she's much to dear to lose,
So we fend off the advances,
Of the communists and Jews,
And one day she will get her dream,
We'll take her to an Offspring show,
In California's sunny shores,
As a real family we will go,
So Tanya can bounce to the Offspring,
After Papushka hits a bar,
And drinks to blot the awful sounds,
(Mama will have to drive the car),
For so much her parents love her,
They would endure this pain,
Music of a band so shitty,
It's a struggle to keep sane,
This sacrifice we both will make,
And we'll raise her with such pride,
For inside this sweetest of angels,
Is a heart of pure genocide,
So hark to our little Tanichka,
And hark to what she has to say,
You might get a Tovarish Smile,
Or learn that today is cute day,
You'll learn that all the purges,
Were something Stalin had to make,
Cause Smilin' Joe was a damn good man,
And the Holocaust was fake,