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Ten brother out of this worldWe're not in a hurry, we're rotating slowGot to caryy on with this thingThis thing we like to call a showIt's crazy situation,And we need some motivationSo we close our eyes and think about homeCause there she waits alone and lonelyWe can feel it down the boneThere's no one like MatushkaNo one like MatushkaTaking care of us as only she canShe's the biggest, meanestThe best of them allSo don't you mess with her travelling sonsSome of us are small, and some are tallAnd one can drink more than the othersFun is fun, no matter where we areIf in doubt, look at my brothersCause day by day, and hour by hourWe know we're getting closer to homeA home cooked meal, and a bottle of vodkaWe can feel it down to the boneThere's no one like MatushkaNo one like MatushkaTaking care of us as only she canSongtexteShe's the biggest, meanestThe best of them allSo don't you mess with her travelling sonsYou see, Ilja's lookin' sad,And Ivan wonders whyHe feels the same way tooWe've been away too longIt's time to head back homeTo the one who loves us soThere's no one like MatushkaNo one like MatushkaTaking care of us as only she canShe's the biggest, meanestThe best of them allSo don't you mess with her travelling sons Aus Songtexte Mania