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I put a spell on you...because you're mine...

hellolud
da...
i tako...ja pišem nju post...opet neam inspirejšna...
muze jebem vam oca...di ste???

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to su mali jaglaci koje sam ja slikala...

nešt me puklo...


*mrzim latinski
*želim se naspavati
*ne želim više plakati
*ne želim vidjeti suze u njenim očima
*želim se smijati
*želim se ljubiti
*želim osjetit miris tratinčica
*ne želim jedinice
*želim komentare
*želim se isplesati
*ne želim subotom navečer bit doma
*želim pobjeći
*želim biti glupa kučka
*ne želim kišu
*želim biti voljena
*ne želim biti sama
*želim vrištati
*hoću ljeto
*hoću nove starke
*želim da ljudi prestanu pričati o meni
*hoću da me slušaju
*hoću da se ponašaju prema meni kao odrasloj osobi
*želim da me ostave na miru
*hoću živjeti
*želim čokoladu
*ne želim učiti
*hoću cveče u kosi
*ne želim se dosađivati
*želim njih uz mene i dalje
*želim vidjeti zvijeze
*ne želim živjeti vječno



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THE WHO
WON'T GET FOOLED AGAIN


We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song




I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday

Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again




The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war




I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again

No, no!




I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?




There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Are now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight




I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again

No, no!



Meet the new boss

Same as the old boss




Post je objavljen 22.02.2007. u 15:01 sati.