Mladost imamo da bismo činili gluposti, a starost da bismo za tim glupostima žalili
utorak, 02.05.2006.
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Zatvor: sjedite u celiji 2x3 m
Ured: sjedite u boksu 2x2 m
Zatvor: dobivate triput dnevno obrok
Ured: dobijete samo jednu pauzu za obrok, a onda to sto pojedete morate i sami platiti
Zatvor: ako ste dobri, dobijete slobodno
Ured: ako se dobri, dobijete jos vise posla
Zatvor: strazar vam otvara i zatvara vrata
Ured: morate nositi kojekakve kartice, koje redovito zaboravljate doma, i otvarati vrata sami
Zatvor: mozete gledati telku i igrati igrice
Ured: cim vas uhvate da gledate telku ili igrate igrice, dobijete otkaz
Zatvor: imate vlastiti WC
Ured: WC morate dijeliti s hrpom idiota koji pisaju po dasci
Zatvor: prijatelji i rodjaci vam smiju doci u posjet
Ured: nema vizite, jedini kontakt s obitelji je putem e-maila, a i on se nadzire
Zatvor: sve troskove vaseg uzdrzavanja placaju porezni obveznici, a ne morate cak ni raditi
Ured: morate sami platiti sve troskove vezane uz dolazak na posao, a zatim vam jos od place odbiju poreze, prireze i razna davanja kako bi platili odrzavanje zatvora i zatvorenika.
Zatvor: morate se nositi sa sadisticki nastrojenim upraviteljima.
Ured: ovdje ih zovu menadzerima.
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Sunday morning
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road
Get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
And back and forth we sway
Like branches in a storm
Change of weather
Still together when it ends
THAT MAY BE ALL I NEED
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling
And I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it will bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
You may not know
THAT MAY BE ALL I NEED
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Driving slow, yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
There's a flower in your hair
I'm a flower in your hair
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah
Whoa, yeah
She will be loved
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending every day
out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along(yeeah)
My heart is full and my doors always open
You can come anytime you want(yeah!)
I don't mind spending every day
out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me catch her every time she falls(yeeahh)
Tap on my window,
Knock on my door
I wanna make you feel beautiful
I don't mind spending every day
out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look at the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she Will be loved
(Tried so hard to say goodbye)
I dont mind spending everyday ( Please don't try so hard to say goodbye)
out on your corner in the pouring rain (Please don't try so hard to say goodbye)
(Please don't try so hard to say goodbye)
(fades out)
