Genka The Generator

Ещё одна упоротость про Геньку)) Verse Genka s got a stomach made of steel Crunching peas with zest and zeal Hands like engines never slow Watch him munch and make it flow Verse 2 Rough and ready he s the machine Nobodys seen a sight so keen Handfuls vanish in his stride Genka gnaws till dawns first light Chorus Oh Genka The Generator on a roll Peas in hand he fuels his soul Rough and tough no care for style He ll chomp those peas for miles and miles Verse 3 Hand to mouth a gritty dance Genka s locked in his trance No table no chair just raw power Each bite takes him higher by the hour Chorus Oh Genka The Generator on a roll Peas in hand he fuels his soul Rough and tough no care for style He ll chomp those peas for miles and miles Bridge Rumble grumble his belly sings Peas and Genka make the springs No stopping this relentless force His appetite s a raging horse