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Opis bloga
wake me up when september ends
Nemam želje opisivat ovaj blog.Uopće.Pa sad si vi mislite...
izjava tjedna
nema
izjava mjeseca
Tin:Sex is a very complicated thing.Trere are three kinds of sex.There is anal, oral and...hm...normal kind of sex.There are allsow(kak' se to piše?)meaningless and unmeaningless sex.When you do it with a prostitute it's unmeaningless and you should wear protection 'cause you can get AIDS.But!If you do it with a someone U, love it's meaningless and you should allsow wear protection 'cause she can get preigtnand.But if a prostitute gets preigtnand you can get away 'cause she slept with a lot of men.
Prof.:Thank you Tin.That was a very...um...interesting speach.
Sara
Mene mlati
raspored sati, kad ce stati ne znam ni sama,
ide mama, s njom i tata, i oni me cipelare,
ne mare za rane stare,
tu su skare
da režem žile
zbog maile ville
,sapunice mile,
akcelereracije i sile,
dosta svega,
disciplina i stega na djeluju na mene,
mučkarci se pjene,
s njima i žene,
skačem u vodu i buc,
izgubila sam ključ,
izgubio se i Mirko Norac,
postajem trbuhozborac
jer uvlačenje u dupe iz prve klupe tjera me u plač,
najbolje da napravim referat.
Oda Fizici
Oj, nesrećo odgovorna za sve i namjerna i nenamjerna zla cjelokupneegzistencije.
Oj ti sto donosiš paranoju, pomutnju, odgrizene nokte,grčevito stiskanje jastuka u sitne Sate,vapaje ,jecaje i zatomljene krikove izbezumljene mladosti.
Ti što strah u kosti, strah i trepet stovise, ti cija me naukadovela do ekstaze ludila i sada samo lebdim i tupo piljim u izmaglicu sto je nekada imala smisao i skrivajući iglom izbodene ruke pomislim:crkla daboga.
Dodu ljudi iz tvornice ususavača i usisaju pankice ali se ziherice zaglave.
Linkovi
Homecoming
[Part 1: The death of St. Jimmy]
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming come
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
You taught me how to live
In the streets of shame
Where you've lost your dreams in the rain
There's no sign of hope
The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
There's a glow of light
The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night
Bearing gifts and trust
The fixture in the city light
What the hells your name
Whats your pleasure and whats your pain?
Do you dream to much?
Do you think what you need is a crutch
In the crowd of pain. St. Jimmy comes without any shame
He says “we're fucked up”
But we're not the same
And mom and dad are the ones you can blame
Jimmy died today
He blew out his brains into the bay
In the state of mind in my own suicide
[Part 2: East 12th St.]
And nobody cares
And nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Jesus filling out paperwork now
At the facility on east 12th st.
He's not listened to a word now
He's in his own world
And he's daydreaming
His life is on the line with anxiety now
And she had enough
And he had enough
Somebody get me out of here
Anybody get me out of here
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of here
So far away
I don't want to stay
Get me out of here right now
I just wanna be free
Is there a responsibility
Get me out of here right now
This life like aint for me
[Part 3: Nobody likes you!]
I fell asleep watching spike TV
After 10 cups of coffee
And you're still not here
Dreaming of a song
When something went wrong
But I can't tell anyone
Cause you're not
Left me here alone
When I should have stayed home
After 10 cups of coffee
I'm thinking where'd you go
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you havin fun
Where'd you go
I'm thinking where'd you go
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you havin fun
Where'd you go
Geeze...Ha..
[Part 4: Rock and roll girlfriend]
[written and sung by Tre Cool]
I got a rock and roll band
I got a rock and roll life
I got a rock and roll girlfriend
And another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll house
I got a rock and roll car
I play the shit out the drums
And I can play the guitar
I got a kid in new york
I got a kid in the bay
I haven't drank or smoked nothin'
In over 22 days
So get off my case
[Part 5: We're coming home again]
Here they come marching down the street
Like a desperation murmur of a heart beat
Coming back from the edge of town
Underneath their feet
The time has come and it going nowhere
Nobody ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
In the summer heat
The world is spinning
Around and around
Out of control again
From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
So send my love a letterbomb
And visit me in hell
We're the ones going
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
I started fuckin' running
Just as soon as my feet touched the ground
We're back in Barrio
But to you and me, that's jingle town
Home
We're coming home again
Anarchy in UK
Right ! now ! ha ha ha ha ha
I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don’t know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by cos i
I wanna be anarchy !
No dogs body
Anarchy for the u.k it’s coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a trafic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme cos i
I wanna be anarchy !
In the city
How many ways to get what you want
I use the best I use the rest
I use the enemy I use anarchy cos i
I wanna be anarchy !
The only way to be !
Is this the m.p.l.a
Or is this the u.d.a
Or is this the i.r.a
I thought it was the u.k or just
Another country
Another council tenancy
I wanna be an anarchist
Oh what a name
Get pissed destroy !
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