Lyrics Brighton Beach - Little Big

The eastern shore's under feet
We are aliens
Seeking a shelter from biting cold wild winds
Yeah we gonna take the power back
Click-clack bang! No sense of fighting

You say it's your land but it's our district
Increasing number in your own statistic
Ay, there's no other profession
That's it, being Russian is fashion

Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ooh!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ha!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ho!
Don-digi-don this immigrant song (immigrant song)

Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ooh!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ha!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ho!
Don-digi-don this immigrant song (immigrant song)

Little Big here!

The little part of the Soviet Union
Come to us for friendly communion
We represent our country, fuck your lies
Fuck all of you who say we are outland gangsters

You say it's your land but it's our district
Increasing number in your own statistic
Ay, there's no other profession
That's it, being Russian is fashion

Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ooh!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ha!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ho!
Don-digi-don this immigrant song (immigrant song)

Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ooh!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ha!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ho!
Don-digi-don this immigrant song (immigrant song)

Don-digi-don this immigrant song
Don-digi-don this immigrant song

Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ooh!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ha!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ho!
Don-digi-don this immigrant song (immigrant song)

Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ooh!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ha!
Brighton Beach. Bitch! Ho!
Don-digi-don this immigrant song

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This immigrant song

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This immigrant song

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