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Song Meaning

The chorus lays out a raw, almost desperate demand: "Give us money, give us food and give us drink." This isn't just about partying; it's a plea for sustenance, coupled with a boast about their ability to get "wasted." The repeated phrase "Kokoti sú v tvojom meste, prišli sme sa zabaviť" (Assholes are in your town, we came to have fun) frames their arrival as an invasion, a disruption seeking immediate gratification and a release from whatever binds them. The verses reveal a deeper, more ingrained struggle with alcohol, presented almost as a hereditary trait. The narrator admits to being "daily wasted, daily wasted," linking it to their father hiding bottles and a resigned "Mom, sorry, I guess we have it in the family." This isn't a choice made lightly, but a perceived genetic predisposition that makes sobriety seem undesirable, even "crazy." The lyrics employ stark, almost absurd imagery to convey the physical and sensory effects of this lifestyle. Food tastes like "sponge," and the narrator feels like a "stone" with a "Ferrari"-level consumption rate. The contrast between the desire for escape and the physical toll is palpable, culminating in a contradictory plea: "Bring the car and take me to rehab, or my liver will leave me."