Been abducted by aliens, that I been, I spoke to sasquatch, hairy sukinsyn. It's like in star wars, let force be with me. In other climes I'd flourish; bushman, hunter-gatherer life. I wanna roam Australian outback, I want that easy life. Only them snakes for hostile party, for art didgereedoo. The ugly weather's pretty much the same, as in Silesian rat hole that I came. One day I'll visit that Trafalgar Square. How did I ever get so tired, got tired of London. Ain't seen no landmarks, I'm here for money. I miss my little Polish town, kurwa zauamany.

On and on about how tough this is to cope while working abroad away from that homeland