Adventures of the Free Prāta Vētra

When he was a boy
He played with his toys
In the back of the bush
Where he once used to hide

He rarely thought
Life would follow a plot
To become what his parents
Would never find right

Dad at his age
Had his newspaper rage
Never leaving a page
Out of his sight

Mother was cooking
Always good looking
Taking her boy to church every Sunday
'Cause they wished for their boy all the best in the world

Luminous diamonds and sparkling gold, oh Lord
They never forgot to take care of their hope
Good looking gardens and fashionable clothes, oh Lord

As the boy got older
Took his mom by the shoulder
And this is what he told her:
"I see through your code“