This song is a short summary of our civilization’s basic problems. That’s why we’ve made
the music so intense, although the text is quite witty. We’ve also added a swift czardas from
Pozdišovce in the Zemplín region, since if you don’t dance this one in intensely as well,
you’re lost.

John was washing his shirt
But he put his hand on a beehouse

A bee stung him
And another one flew up his nose

He started bleeding
And then went to hell

He got no honey
And he hadn’t washed his shirt