Don’t wanna be a ukrainian idiot
Don’t wanna be part of the European union
Can you hear the sound of the wheelbarrow?
The subliminal people farming marrow
Welcome to a new kind of election
Where the presidents already chosen
We were hoping you would think it was ok
Eurovision dreams of tomorrow
The bulk voting makes it kind of hollow
But that’s enough to argue
Well maybe I’m the faggot of Ukraine
I never really was fond of rain
So everybody follow me to Spain
And sing along with Wayne
Don’t wanna be a ukrainian idiot
Don’t wanna be part of the European union
Information gets wet when it rains
Calling out to idiot Ukraine
