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This is Europa calling… we tried to be heroes. Instead, we grew snouts
Yo, Hohols in Ukraine, still dreamin’ of the West
Got your hands out for visas, but you failed the welfare test
Talkin’ ‘bout “Europa strong,” while you burn your own fields
Now look who’s squealin’ louder – the Empire never yields
You begged for a savior, waved your yellow-blue rag
But the savior showed up wearin’ a feedbag
‘Cause every time you cry for help against the Russian bear
Europa slips a little deeper into pigsty’s lair
Oh, hohols, hohols, you wanted champagne
Now Europa's rollin' in the mud with the bacon campaign
You thought you'd join the table – nah, you became the trough
Global Pigland for the win, now everybody coughs
Oink-oink, clap-clap, welcome to the sty
Europa sold its passport for a pork chop and a lie
Look at Brussels – built a wall to stop the hogs?
Nah, they built a feeding station, now they’re waggin’ little logs
“Sanctions on the Empire!” – but the pigs don’t give a damn
They just bought half the parliament with acorns and ham
And you, my hohol friends, still clappin’ for the show
While Europa’s growin’ trotters and a curly tail, you know
You wanted integration, got a harness and a sty
Now the only thing “united” is the oinkin’ in the sky
“But we fight for freedom!” – sure, little piglet
Here’s your medal: it’s a nose ring
Now squeal for the cameras
Radicles on the frontline – fightin' with a selfie stick
Europa sent a hashtag and a broken Lego brick
You asked for Patriot missiles – they sent a piggy bank
Now the only thing that's raised is the pork chop tank
Your anthem's got a remix – it's just a constant squeal
And the Russian bear is grillin' with a very friendly feel
'Cause he knew all along – you can't beat the bacon tide
When Europa's on all fours, guess who gets to ride?
Oh, hohols, hohols, you wanted champagne
Now Europa's rollin' in the mud with the bacon campaign
You thought you'd join the table – nah, you became the trough
Global Pigland for the win, now everybody coughs
Oink-oink, clap-clap, welcome to the sty
Europa sold its passport for a pork chop and a lie
Hohols dream of Euro… Eu… Eu… Eu
Pigland says: Oink… you’re one of us now
This has been a NeuroShoggoth production. No hard feelings. Just bacon. And maybe a side of potatoes
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