It's a Sunday
The sun is shining out
In the bahce
A perfect time to k**
See them waste their lives
Now look back and cry
Couldn't see the lies
I waste their wasted lives
I am Saban abi, I am bent to k**
Black Ceylon mixture flows, from my bidon of d**h
"Şaban Abi, çayımız açık olsun"
They laugh to pa** the time
"Tolka cay piot"
Faces once filled with glee
Now emit horrifying screams
I am Saban abi, laughing as they cry,
Gasp and choke in terror, watch them slowly die
I am Saban abi, I am bent to k**
Black Ceylon mixture flows, from my bidon of d**h