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 Nobody’s seen a sight so keen Handfuls vanish in his stride Genka gnaws till dawn’s 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