Sergei's Saga

Pourin' shots of that clear stuff, feel the night begin In the tub, man, we servin' up, no cups, just sippin' sin My boy Sergei, stay crushin', vodka rushin' like a train, yeah Party past dawn, livin' large, like we in that college vein, yeah (Bridge) Tall tales from Moscow mists, man, the stories he unfolds Fill a bathtub, make a toast, his life's so uncontrolled Sergei's world spins fast and free, his spirit's fierce and curious Every toast, a memory; our nights, they're just delirious (Hook)