| I came into this country
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| To leave a life of trouble
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| But ever since since I got here, man
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| My blood pressure has doubled
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| These promises of freedom
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| And mammary attractions
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| Turned out to be a bunch of crap
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| And misleading distractions
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| My cousin is an idiot
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| He’s always in a mess
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| And cleaning up his problems
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| Is a constant source of stress
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| And every time I’m on a job
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| He won’t leave me alone
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| Every hour every minute, man
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| He rings my bloody phone
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| Niko, it’s your cousin!
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| Why don’t you take me bowling!
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| And afterwards we’ll go get drunk
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| And go a rock-n-rolling!
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| Cousin, it’s your cousin!
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| Let’s get a Bleeder Burger!
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| And wash away the taste of all
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| That carnage, crime and murder
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| Niko, it’s your cousin
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| Why don’t you take me bowling
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| Niko, it’s your cousin
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| Why don’t you take me bowling
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| Roman what the hell!
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| Now is really not the time
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| I’m kind of in the middle of
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| A quite demanding crime
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| I’m driving like a maniac
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| I’m on a high speed chase
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| And you want me to desist
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| So you can stuff your fatty face?
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| Why don’t you phone these cops
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| And tell them to calm down
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| Maybe then I’ll have the time
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| To ferry you around
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| I’ll phone you when it’s over
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| If I don’t hit a wall
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| And then I’ll show you just where
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| You can stick your bowling ball
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| Niko, it’s your cousin!
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| Why don’t you take me bowling!
|
| And afterwards we’ll go get drunk
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| And go a rock-n-rolling!
|
| Cousin, it’s your cousin!
|
| Let’s get a Bleeder Burger!
|
| And wash away the taste of all
|
| That carnage, crime & murder
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| Niko, it’s your cousin
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| Why don’t you take me bowling
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| Niko, it’s your cousin
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| Why don’t you take me bowling
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| I’ve got ninety-nine problems
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| Ad a fat idiot cousin is definitely one of them… |