Lyrics: however please understand it doesn't make much sense in Polish either. It's just playing with words
Translation is not word-by-word but it matches the sense
Tiltle "Twitting machine"
One day a lady found a device lately
And with a sentiment suddenly
She embrased it hardly
And she tell to it softly
You must be from hell surely
and I am from heaven
Nothing we'll need forever
more. Nothing we'll need foreveer
You are a piece of crap
So I will repair you up
I'll make you a new chassis
And put new parts to fit
As modern you'll feel
And work as brand new thing
First class you'll have as before
and you'll twit more
And I will put you to a cage one day
For you not to fly away
First class we'll have as before
and we will twit more
and we will twit more...
Lyrics: however please understand it doesn't make much sense in Polish either. It's just playing with words
Translation is not word-by-word but it matches the sense
Tiltle "Twitting machine"
One day a lady found a device lately
And with a sentiment suddenly
She embrased it hardly
And she tell to it softly
You must be from hell surely
and I am from heaven
Nothing we'll need forever
more. Nothing we'll need foreveer
You are a piece of crap
So I will repair you up
I'll make you a new chassis
And put new parts to fit
As modern you'll feel
And work as brand new thing
First class you'll have as before
and you'll twit more
And I will put you to a cage one day
For you not to fly away
First class we'll have as before
and we will twit more
First class we'll have as before
and we will twit more...