My favourite bands (episode: Push barman to open old wounds)reprise
I could dance all night like I’m a soul boy
But I know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor
Nema snova, samo lova otrovnija od olova…
Nema digniteta, nema poštenja
Očenaš i Zdravomarije su cijena oproštenja
I nema općeg dobra, samo vlastita torba i dupe
Kriminalci, a svi šute – papci
Suci, fratri, policajci
Jer su in rođaci u istoj stranci, ista banda
A mi smo stranci u vlastitoj zemlji zbog ljudskog šljama
A mi smo stranci u vlastitoj zemlji zbog ljudskog šljama
Lipa naša silovana!
Ne znan.. puno je toga, misli su teške..
autor: DonTravolta, 26/05/2022
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Arhiva
—hungry city with a million hungry hearts—
As you tread your path through a jaundiced corridor
Where each day has no beginning and no end
There are those out here who claim to be so good
I suspect that Jesus holidayed in hell
‘Cause I’ve been gunning for redemption and I think I’ll hit the bullseye soon
Put on a gown that touches the ground
Float on a river forever and ever
Return of the grievous angel (reprise)
And more than once I’ve paid a woman for the night,
in certain circles that’s alright.
