Luyện nghe bài hát Mr Kashchei and the 13 prostitutes

"New in town? Got it all, ya' buy a gram?
Funny accent, a in Amsterdam?
Looking for a job or a place to stay?
Go see Kashei..."

the hell, I said, how bad can it be?
And the address the guy gave to me
The letters were smudged, "Dead district"?!?
A for a derelict...

"Zdrastvujtje! My is Ivan
Is the right place? I'm here to see a man
A Mr Kashchei", I was in
To "The of Sin"...

the world exploded, the only thing I recall
Before I up, tied to a concrete wall
"Let me introduce myself and welcome to my
I'm your Beelzebub"

am I doing here?
What in the of a Hun

Powder all me
Smoke makes me dizzy
Unfamiliar
Women smiling
Syringes
Lies and pseudo

paradises...

While tied to the wall, Ivan, who was to naive to fathom the shit he was in, made semi-romantic moves (well, since he was tied up) on one of the girls in Kashchei's harem. Ivan's innocent, Irkutskian eyes made a monumental impression on the somewhat jaded girl and she rediscovered feelings she thought were and buried a long ago. Love was in the maruana air...

The evil Mr Kashchei and his sinister drug pushers, whom he provisioned with free dope to keep them ignorant and dumb, had settled back for a few Z's. Meanwhile, Ivan was cut loose by his new found love and they decided it was time they leave. So did the other girls who were fed up spending time in the of things.

All of a sudden Kashchei opened his eyes and instantly aware of what was going down he unleashed his thunderous rage. "No one fucks with Kashchei! Nikto ne so mnoj! Especially not whores and cocksuckers named Ivan! ", he screamed furiously, his appearance all the more frightening.

A few of the pushers vaguely percieved the tumult but were too stoned to ascertain the circumstances and retired, contented, to their of inhaled bliss.

However, one of the girls knew about Kashchei's Achilles' heel; (ironically) that hard boiled Satanic, son-of-a-bitch, son-of-a-Hun was allergic. She managed to sneak out the back door in search of some kind of animal, preferably a cat or a dog. In a streetcorner lay a Dutch shepherd with orange fur and a puzzled look that became more puzzled as the girl picked him up and dashed back to "The House of Sin". The dog, friendly by nature, mistook Kashchei's shouting and waving for an invitation to play and leaped up on his chest causing an immediate hypersensitive reaction, the drug dealing pimp panting on the floor, Delft-blue in the face...

Ivan and the former 13 prostitues escaped and took the available flight out of the country, whose destination happened to be Portugal. The heroic dog was quickly named "Lucifers" ("Fire" in Dutch) at the airport before checking into quarantine.

Ivan and company now as suburban idiots, and love it, in a commune outside of Lisbon.

Mr Kashchei got arrested but avoided custody since drug dealing hardly ain't a in the Netherlands anymore. He later moved to Copenhagen and became a politician. His pusher dudes are still wandering about the streets of Amsterdam in their purple haze...