zakaj se tak oblačiš??

moje frustracije..
ono sto me veseli, zgraza, deprimira..
ono cemu se od srca smijem..
ja..



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pa eto vrijeme je da i ja tu stavim nekakve linkove (iliti naucila sam i to:)):
(jos je to pretty rough,al dotjerala bum ja to cim nadjem malo vise vremena)
azzja
beatlemaniac
gajba pive
sunny sky
pea


ak sam nekog zaboravila nije namjerno, zalite se pa bum vas upisala :))

azra
haustor
hladno pivo
laufer
idoli
električni orgazam
film
kud idijoti
sick swing orchestra
zadruga
psihomodo pop
divlje jagode
zabranjeno pušenje
parni valjak
đorđe balašević
pankrti
partibrejkers
ekatarina velika
fnc diverzant
sixpack
pasi

..


guns 'n' roses
flogging molly
adam green
apocalyptica
the pogues
alanis morissette
pink floyd
dropkick murphys
johhny cash
bob dylan
janis joplin
queen
elvis
the beatles
system of a down
real mckenzies
the jet
creed
bob marley
detroit cobras
oasis
pixies
green day
the vines
the libertines
the distillers
toy dolls
metallica
..

rock klasika reklo bi se,
s iznimkama naravno :)

volim

- hranu,čokoladu,
- crnu,crvenu,zelenu,smeđu
- vlatku,tanju,ivanu
- zimu i ljeto
- odbojku
- rokere,hipije,pankere,..(općenito sve
koji nisu isti)
- svoje starke
- svoju sobu
- brata tu i tamo
- a ponekad čak i sebe


ne volim

- šminkere
- rozu
- bebi plavu
- špičoke, cipele na petu
- pop,tehno(i sve ostale elektro-žanrove),narodnjake
- sarmu,krvavice, zelenjavu tipa grašak, mrkva
i ostale srodne biljke
- pola svog bivšeg razreda
- umišljene, bahate cure/dečke




I laugh aloud coz my life
has got inside someone elses mind

ironic

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought...it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think
A little too ironic...and yeah I really do think...
alanis morissette


three little birds

Don't worry about a thing
cause every little thing is gonna be alright
don't worry about a thing
every little thing is gonna be alright

Rise up this morning
smiled with the rising sun
three little birds
pitch by my door step
singing sweet songs
of melodies pure and true
saying, this is my message to you:

don't worry about a thing...
bob marley


civil war
...
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before

Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before

My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars

D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war

Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before

Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
...

I don't need one more war
What's so civil 'bout war anyway
guns 'n' roses


Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
pink floyd


Stay
Stay and help me to end the day.
And if you don't mind,
We'll break a bottle of wine.
Stick around and maybe we'll put one down,
Because I wanna find what lies behind those eyes.
Midnight blue burning gold.
A yellow moon is growing cold.
I rise, looking through my morning eyes,
Surprised to find you by my side.
Rack my brain to try to remember your name
To find the words to tell you goodbye.
Morning dues.
Newborn day.
Midnight blue turn to gray.
Midnight blue burning gold.
A yellow moon is growing cold.
pink floyd


Lordy lordy

Oh lordy lordy
Well your head hangs below the ground
Oh lordy lordy
Well i think thats where your found

And so they tell me that you aint my friend
Im a loss to yourself ill assure your again
When you cry me some real tears
Ill be on the run
You come near me now girl
Ill go get me a gun

Ive never been to prison
I dont know why
I stared death down in its chambers baby
Eye to eye
If prison is a cell then its raging in my blood
This is a song from the heart aint nothing else
the distillers

Dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Clouds a drifting across the moon
Cats a prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl in the street at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I'm going to make me a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
Will chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
the pogues