
Punk songs, I thought that they were different
I thought that they could end
No, no it was a deception
The number of tears and the number of beers
Were dried out and uncounted for a number of years
‘Cause when the city drops into the night
Before the darkness there’s one moment of light
When everything seems clear
The other side, it seems so near
Svaki put kad krenen radit listu, poželin stavit Tomu na nju, pa se uvik čini nekako da odskače, di god i kad god ga pokušaš ubacit di. Onda san svatia da je toliko velik posta, da je normalno da odskoči, jer je unikat. Uz bok s najvećima koje je Split, a i svit ikad ima.
Craig Finn je na Constructive Summer, meni jednoj od dražih stvari, sa 4og albuma The Hold Steady – Stay Positive, napravio zdravicu:
Raise a toast to Saint Joe Strummer
I think he might have been our only decent teacher
Mislim da bi i mi tribali Tomi popit jednu u čast, jer je možda bia naš jedini pravi učitelj,
Živili!
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autor: DonTravolta, 25/06/2021
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I thought that they could end
No, no it was a deception
The number of tears and the number of beers
Were dried out and uncounted for a number of years

Well, he cursed all the roads and the oil men
And he cursed the automobile
Said; “This is no place for an hombre like I am
In this new world of asphalt and steel.”

Tell my mother I’m going home, I have been destroyed by hippie powers

You’re scared of a world where you’re needed
So you never made nice with the locals
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