[Verse 1] Gather 'round, folks, let me tell you a tale, Of a crew so catchy, they’re bound to prevail, The Buck Run Breaker Boys, they’re a sight to behold, With their joyful tunes that never grow old. A pot on the stove, with a simmering cheer, Bazooka’s in charge, bring the music near, With his trusty drum and a grin ear to ear, Life’s a polka party when the boys are here. [Chorus] Oh, Bazooka Pierogi, full of fun and delight, Come share in our laughter as we dance through the night, With a sprinkle of joy, some wit, and some flair, Bazooka Pierogi, so tasty and rare! [Verse 2] The sun’s sliding down, it’s that magical hour, The Buck Run Breaker Boys, they’re the moment of power, Sausage and sauerkraut, it’s a feast fit for kings, While the melody rolls like the warmth that it brings. Everyone’s smiling, come join in the play, Bazooka leads the ...