Kad ne možeš ništa pametno reči....
Čitam baš Smiletov post o tom nesretnom momku iz kvarta..... Nisam ga poznavao. Ali čini mi se kao da jesam... Pred očima mi se vrti i moje adolescentsko doba, litrenke i klupice po parkovima, punk bandovi u Ksetu ili Jabuci... Glavni kolodvor i noćne linije, zadnji za Dugave ili onaj za Veliku Goricu... Ali i ona noć u Močvari o kojoj sam davno pisao...
Kao da je netko gazio i po našim mladostima i svemu onome u što smo vjerovali. Sve me to čini neizmjerno tužnim... Više ne prepoznajem ovaj grad.... Zapravo ne mogu ništa više pametno reči. U glavi mi se osim svih tih asocijacija vrzma i ova pjesma kao muzička kulisa. Zamislite se dobro nad riječima! DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT Paul Weller The Jam, album "All mod cons" 1978. The distant echo - of faraway voices boarding faraway trains To take them home to the ones that they love and who love them forever The glazed, dirty steps - repeat my own and reflect my thoughts Cold and uninviting, partially naked Except for toffee wrapers and this morning's paper Mr. Jones got run down Headlines of death and sorrow - they tell of tomorrow Madmen on the rampage And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I fumble for change - and pull out the Queen Smiling, beguiling I put in the money and pull out a plum Behind me Whispers in the shadows - gruff blazing voices Hating, waiting "Hey boy" they shout - "have you got any money?" And I said - "I've a little money and a take away curry, I'm on my way home to my wife. She'll be lining up the cutlery, You know she's expecting me Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork" And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I first felt a fist, and then a kick I could now smell their breath They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs And too many right wing meetings My life swam around me It took a look and drowned me in its own existence The smell of brown leather It blended in with the weather It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth It blocked all my senses Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer And I'm down in the tube station at midnight I said I was down in the tube station at midnight The last thing that I saw As I lay there on the floor Was "Jesus Saves" painted by an atheist nutter And a British Rail poster read "Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday - Do it today!" I glanced back on my life And thought about my wife 'Cause they took the keys - and she'll think it's me And I'm down in the tube station at midnight The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold I'm down in the tube station at midnight Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight |
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