Song Of An Emigrant Lyrics

We have been kings since the day we came in
A ship filled with hopes and plans for a new beginning
Well it did not turn out as a golden fortune
But a song of an emigrant that sang out of tune
The language of aliens with long blond silk
Will not be respected because of Mothers milk
So look back and find a virginal soul mate
The song of an emigrant will not change, it's too late!
I thank you welfare for always taking care
And how you made me a happy wannabe It's not forgotten, your arms wide open
Those easy money - it's been a good time for me!
A man is supposed to support his woman
A Fathers job is to feed his children
So how can it be that the paycheck is wealthy
The song of an emigrant it's done, the system is healthy!
I thank you welfare for always taking care
And how you made me a happy wannabe
It's not forgotten, your arms wide open
Those easy money - it's been a good time for me!

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