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petak, 31.03.2006.

AZRA TOPLE USNE ŽENE NOĆI SU OVDJE ČUDNE DILEME ULIĆNA SVIJETLA NAGLO BLIJEDE A U MRAKU SOBE MIRIS KOSE NJENE LEBDI SVUGDA OKO MENE NOĆI SU OVDJE RAVNODUŠNE SJENE KADA SPAVAM ZAKLANJAM LICE I UVIJEK SANJAM TOPLE USNE ŽENE KAKO ME LJUBE NOĆI SU OVDJE NEPOZNATE PRIČE GASIM CIGARU I DIŽEM SE TIHO I NIKOME NE DAM DA MI U SNOVE UĐE UŽIVAM DUGO GLEDAM JE KRADOM

AZRA A SADA NEŠTO ŠTA SVI ZNAJU... MARINA NA NEKU ČUDNU FORU MARINA MISLI DA ZNA ŠTO SVE TREBA DA ČINI U DRUŠTVU FRAJERA SUVIŠE JE OBIČNA I PRAZAN JOJ JE SMIJEH ALI NUŽDA ME NAGONI DA SPAVAM SA NJOM DOVOLJNO JE DA ME VIDI DA MI KAŽE MIKI KAKO SI I VEĆ SE OSIJEĆAM BOLJE ODMAH JE NA CESTI POŽELIM JA SAM SAMO JEDAN OD MNOGIH KOJE ZNA ŠARMIRAM JE UPORNO LASKAM IZDALEKA ONA SE NA NIŠTA NE ŽALI O NIČEM NEMA SUD ALI NUŽDA ME NAGONI DA SPAVAM SA NJOM DOVOLJNO JE DA ME VIDI DA MI KAŽE MIKI KAKO SI I VEĆ SE OSJEČAM BOLJE ODMAH JE NA CESTI POŽELIM SINOĆ SAM IZ ŠTOSA ZAŽELIO NA TREN DA BUDE NEŠTO VIŠE DA MI POSTANE FREND A MARINA KO MARINA NEGIRALA ME SKROZ A MENI SE SAMO PROHTJELO DA SPAVAM SA NJOM

ALANIS MORISSETTE YOU LEARN I RECOMMEND GETTING YOUR HEART TRAMLED AND TO ANYONE I RECOMMEND WALKING AROUND NAKED IN YOUR LIVINGH ROOM SWALLOW IT DOWN (WHAT A JAGGED LITTLE PILL) IT FEELS SO GOOD (SWIMMING IN YOUR STOMACH) WAIT UNTIL THE DUST SETTLES YOU LIVE YOU LEARN YOU LOVE YOU LEARN YOU CRY YOU LEARN YOU LOSE YOU LEARN YOU BLEED YOU LEARN YOU SCREAM YOU LEARN I RECOMMEND BITING OFF MORE THAN YOU CAN CHEW TO ANYONE I CERTAINLY DO I RECOMMEND STICKING YOUR FOOT IN YOUR MOUTH AT ANY TIME FEEL FREE THROW IT DOWN (THE CAUTION BLOCKS YOU FROM THE WIND) HOLD IT UP (TO THE RAYS) YOU WAIT AND SEE WHEN THE SMOKE CLEARS YOU....... YOU.... WEAR IT OUT (THE WAY A THREE-YEAR-OLD WOULD DO) MELT IT DOWN (YOU' RE GONNA HAVE TO EVENTUALLY ANYWAY) THE FIRE TRUCK ARE COMING UP AROUND THE BEND YOU GRIEVE YOU LEARN YOU CHOKE YOU LEARN YOU LAUGH YOU LEARN YOU CHOOSE YOU LEARN YOU PRAY YOU LEARN YOU ASK YOU LEARN YOU LIVE YOU LEARN

nedjelja, 26.03.2006.

luky sinoć se nisam sitija riči ove pisme kad je tribalo .( za priju iz zg) Ti si More Sva jubav koju tija da' san Tebi neće stat u ovu pismu jer je veća nego More šta niz verse jon se cidi. Sva jubav koju tija da' san Tebi nima sa' se di iskrcat i to brime neće podnit moja zarobljena duša... Al je čuvan... Jer Te jubin... Ti si More... Ja Te ćutin... Ja Te ćutin... Sva jubav koju tija da' san Tebi mrvu sriće – puno smija vako tokala me nebi da je bilo ča san tija. Sva jubav koju tija da' san Tebi nima sa' se di iskrcat i to brime neće podnit moja zarobljena duša... Al je čuvan... Jer Te jubin... Ti si More... Ja Te ćutin... Još je čuvan... (još je čuvan) Jer Te jubin...(ka nikoga do sad) Ti si More... (Ti si More) Ja te ćutin... Ja te ćutin. Ti si More. Ja Te ćutin...

srijeda, 22.03.2006.

hari večeras sam bija na koncertu harija rončevića i grupe dalmatino u kaštel starom. koncert je organiziran u humanitarne svrhe kao pomoć za tri curice koje boluju od šećerne bolesti iz kaštel sučurca. hari je bija ka i uvik - vrhunski . ima je svoj bend i svira je uživo . dalmatino je piva na matricu , a kako nije to to ocjenit ću ih lošim . bitno je da je koncert uspija i da su prikupljeni prilozi od prodanih karati dovoljni za kupnju uređaja koji im omogućavaju normalniji život.

ponedjeljak, 20.03.2006.

ALANIS MORISSETTE PERFECT SOMETIMES IS NEVER QUITE ENOUGH IF YOU'RE FLAWLESS, THEN YOU'LL WIN MY LOVE DON'T FORGET TO WIN FIRST PLACE DON'T FORGET TO KEEP THAT SMILE ON YOUR FACE BE A GOOD BOY TRY A LITTLE HARDER YOU 'VE GOT TO MESURE UP AND MAKE ME PROUDER HOW LONG BEFORE YOU SCVREW IT UP HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO HURRY UP WITH EVERYTHING I DO FOR YOU THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS KEEP QUIET BE A GOOD GIRL YOU'VE GOTTA TRY A LITTLE HARDER THAT SIMPLY WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH TO MAKE US PROUD I'LL LIVE THROUGH YOU I'LL MAKE YOU WHAT I NEVER WAS IF YOU'RE THE BEST, THEN MAYBE SO AM I COMPARED TO HIM COMPARED TO HER I'M DOING THIS FOR YOUR OWN DAMN GOOD YOU'LL MAKE UP FOR WHAT I BLEW WHAT'S THE PROBLEM... WHY ARE YOU CRYING BE A GOOD BOY PUSH A LITTLE FARTHER NOW THAT WASN'T FAST ENOUGH TO MAKE US HAPPY WE'LL LOVE YOU JUST THE WAY YOU ARE IF YOU'RE PERFECT

nedjelja, 19.03.2006.

DAVID BOWIE CAT PEOPLE SEE THESE EYES SO GREEN I CAN STARE FOR A THOUSAND YEARS COLDER THAN THE MOON IT'S BEEN SO LONG AND I'VE BEEN PUTTING OUT FIRE WITH GASOLINE SEE THESE EYES SO REED RED LIKE JUNGLE BURNING BRIGHT THOSE WHO FEEL ME NEAR PULL THE BLINDS AND CHANGE THEIR MINDS IT'S BEEN SO LONG STILL THIS PULSING NIGHT A PLAGUE I CALL A HEARTBEAT JUST BE STILL WITH ME YA WOULDN'T BELIVE WHAT I'V BEEN THRU YOU'VE BEEN SO LONG WELL IT'S BEEN SO LONG AND I'VE BEEN PUTTING OUT THE FIRE WITH GASOLINE SEE THESE TEARS SO BLUE AN AGELESS HEART THAT CAN NEVER MEND THESE TEARS CAN NEVER DRY A JUDGEMENT MADE CAN NEVER BEND SEE THESE EYES SO GREEN I CAN STARE FOR A THOUSAND YEARS JUST BE STILL WITH ME YOU WOULDN'T BELIVE WHAT I'VE BEEN THRU YOU'VE BEEN SO LONG WELL, IT'S BEEN SO LONG AND I'VE BEEN PUTTING OUT FIRE WITH GASOLINE

subota, 18.03.2006.

MIDNIGHT OIL OUTBREAK OF LOVE THE WORLD IS CRASHING DOWN ON ME TONIGHT THE WORLD IS CRASHING DOWN ON ME TONIGHT THE WALLS ARE CLOSING IN ON ME TONIGHT THE WALL ARE CLOSING IN ON ME TONIGHT COS I KNOW THIS IS THE END OF THE BEGINNING OF OUTBREAK OF LOVE THE STARS COME FALLING DOWN ON ME TONIGHT THE STARS ARE COME FALLING DOWN ON ME TONIGHT SHARKS ARE COMING UP TO FEED I BELIEVE IT'S TIME TO MOVE DIVERS COMING UP TO BREATHE BUT I'M NOT IN THE MOOD

MIDNIGHT OIL MY COUNTRY WAS IT JUST A DREAM, WHERE YOU SO CONFUSED WAS IT JUST A GIANT LEAP OF LOGIC WAS IT TIME OF YEAR, THAT MAKES A STATE OF FEAR METHODS, WERE THEIR MOTIVES FOR THE ACTION AND DID I HEAR YOU SAY MY COUNTRY RIGHT OR WRONG DID YOU SAVE YOUR FACE DID YOU BREACH YOUR FAITH WOMEN, THERE WERE CHILDREN AT THE SHELTER NOW WHO CAN STOP THE HAIL WHEN HUMAN SENSES FAIL THERE WAS NEVER ANY WARNING, NO ESCAPE DID I HEAR YOU SAY MY COUNTRY RIGHT OR WRONG MY COUNTRY OH SO STRONG MY COUNTRY GOING WRONG MY COUNTRY RIGHT OR WRONG I HEAR YOU SAY THE TRUTH MUST TAKE A BEATING THE FLAG A CAMOUFLAGE FOR YOUR DECEIVING I KNOW WE ALL MAKE MISTAKES

petak, 17.03.2006.

DAN SVETOG PATRIKA SVIM IRCIMA I PRIJATELJIMA IRSKE ČESTITAM DAN SVETOG PATRIKA uz to ide jedna lipa pisma.... IRELAND Marianne Faithfull There is a land that I can go to When I have time to rest. All the people I love are there And those who love me best. Then I heard the wind Calling from over the sea Saying, "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" This land I go to when I'm tired And need to see and walk in green. The people who can laugh and drink And see things others have not seen. Then I heard the wind Calling from over the sea, Saying, "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" There is another side to this pure land, A side of blood and guilt and pain A side of enemy and friend And sorrow at the hearth side stain. Then I heard the wind Crying from over the sea, Saying, "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" There is a land that I can go to When I have time to rest. All the people I love are there And those who love me best. Then I heard the wind Calling from over the sea, Saying, "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" "Ireland, Ireland, When will you be free ?" SE ..BYE

četvrtak, 16.03.2006.

MIDNIGHT OIL SELL MY SOUL Let’s begin, I am ready, let’s begin sell my soul to him shed my skin, I just wanna shed my skin I don’t wanna sell my soul to him mechanize, city burst and farmers die they cry sleep face down in a goods train heading south in the rain in this world I often think you’d understand me in this worlds I often think you’d recognise me ‘cos I just wanna swim with the fish in the sea and I want faith to heal so that I can be clean celebrate, I just want to celebrate I’m not going to sell my soul to him When you look right in

MIDNIGHT OIL BEDS ARE BURNING out where the river broke the bloodwood and the desert oak holden wrecks and boiling diesels steem in forty five degrees the time has come to say fair ‘s fair to pay the rent to pay our share the time has come a fact ‘s a fact it belongs to them lat’s give it back how can we dance when our earth is turning how do we sleep while our beds are burning four wheels scare the cackatoos from Kintore East to Yuendemu the western desert lives and breathes in forty five degrees

LYNYRD SKYNYRD The Ballad of Curtis Loew Written by Allen Collins - Ronnie Van Zant Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me (Chorus) Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro People said he was useless, them people are the fools 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time He'd play me a song or two Then take another drink of wine. Chorus Yes sir On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew I wish that you was here so everyone would know People said he was useless, them people all are fools 'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues

LYNYRD SKYNYRD What's Your Name? Written by Gary Rossington - Ronnie Van Zant Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a little queen And I know I can treat her right. (Chorus) What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. Back at the hotel Lord we got such a mess It seems that one of the crew Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar What a shame Won't you come upstairs girl And have a drink of champagne What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? For there ain't no shame. (Chorus) (Chorus) 9 o'clock the next day And I'm ready to go I got six hundred miles to ride To do one more show, oh no Can I get you a taxi home It sure was grand When I come back here next year I wanna see you again What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Well there ain't no shame What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?

srijeda, 15.03.2006.

LYNYRD SKYNYRD Saturday Night Special Written by Ed King - Ronnie Van Zant Two feets they come a creepin' Like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin' naked Creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps into this house, yeah And unlocks the door And while a man reaching for his trousers Shoots him full of .38 holes (Chorus) Its a Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't no good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey And playing poker on a losin' night Pretty soon, Big Jim starts a thinkin' Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' So Big Jim commences to fightin' I wouldn't tell you no lie And Big Jim done grab his pistol Shot his friend right between the eyes (Chorus) Hand guns are made for killin' Ain't no good for nothin' else And if you like your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don't we dump 'em people To the bottom of the sea Before some fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me

LYNYRD SKYNYRD South Of Heaven Written by Gary Rossington, Johnny Van-Zant, Robert Johnson, Michael Lunn There's a honky-tonk just south of Georgia A little salvation just a' waitin' for ya' I heard it said a long time ago If your lookin' for your soul Down a dirt road just across the border Well the harder it comes you know the easier it goes If you can make your way a little further down that road, yea When your caught up in between Or just dyin' to be set free (chorus) South of Heaven Always endin' up No matter how I try I'm just south of Heaven Don't wanna' think you can have it all 'Cause all I need is just south of Heaven There's a little girl they call the sweet thing Been some time I'd like to tell you one thing You have nothin' left to lose So by the time that you come to You'll be one more callin' her name Well the harder it comes you know the easier it goes If you can make your way a little further down that road, yea When your caught up in between Or just dyin' to be set free (repeat chorus) (repeat first verse) (repeat chorus) And when I die don't cry for me 'Cause I'll be just south of Heaven South of Heaven All I want, all I need, all I want Is south of Heaven

LYNYRD SKYNYRD The Last Rebel Written by Gary Rossington, JohnnyVan-Zant, Robert Johnson, Michael Lunn There's a grey horse standin' still As a soldier climbs in the saddle for one last ride As the rain pours off his hat You can see the shadows of the past written in his eyes Now the cannons are silent His friends are all gone Gotta put it all behind him If he ever wants to find his way home He's the last rebel on the road Just a boy with his old guitar Keeps to himself but everybody takes him wrong But he carries on Got a dream that will never die Can't change him, no use in stayin' where you don't belong Now he's rollin' down the highway Gone too far too fast No one will ever find him, he'll never look back (chorus) 'Cause he's the last rebel And he's all alone He's the last rebel His friends are all gone He's the last rebel The last rebel on the road There'll never be another like him He's the last of a dying breed Ain't no use in tryin' to tame him 'Cause he's the last rebel (repeat chorus)

LYNYRD SKYNYRD Simple Man Written by Gary Rossington - Ronnie Van Zant Mama told me when I was young Come sit beside me, my only son And listen closely to what I say. And if you do this It will help you some sunny day. Take your time... Don't live too fast, Troubles will come and they will pass. Go find a woman and you'll find love, And don't forget son, There is someone up above. (Chorus) And be a simple kind of man. Be something you love and understand. Be a simple kind of man. Won't you do this for me son, If you can? Forget your lust for the rich man's gold All that you need is in your soul, And you can do this if you try. All that I want for you my son, Is to be satisfied. (Chorus) Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself. Follow you heart and nothing else. And you can do this if you try. All I want for you my son, Is to be satisfied. (Chorus)

ponedjeljak, 13.03.2006.

LYNYRD SKYNYRD Voodoo Lake Written by Johnny Van Zant - Chris Eddy - Bob Britt Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou The old bayou There's a dark haired woman that looks so fine Wearing hand me down clothes, drinking homemade wine No one ever knew who her daddy was The people down here say it's all because She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Vodoo Lake There's a city boy across the county line Came looking for the legend of the girl so fine Well the stories that he heard, well they had to be lies But he found out different when he looked inher eyes Well he tried to run away but she had control He's findin' out now what everybody knows He knew it was over when she started to shake Now there's one more soul down on Voodoo Lake There's an eerie silence at the break of dawn A chill in the air, something wrong When a shadow crosses the ground Those long lost souls never make a sound You'd think by now they'd realize She'll never break her bayou ties She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Voodoo Lake Voodoo Lake, Voodoo Lake Daughter of the Devil, sister of a snake Voodoo Lake Down on Voodoo Lake, Down on Voodoo Lake You can see her down on Voodoo Lake

LYNYRD SKYNYRD Travellin' Man Written by Leon Wilkeson -- Ronnie Van Zant I was born a travellin' man, that's all I'll ever be Moving around from town to town its what makes me so free My father was a trucker for the years since '23 On the day that I was born his blood was left for me I'm a travellin' man Travellin' Man -- that's what I am Travellin' Man Travellin' Man That's what I am Travellin' man -- that's what I am No one puts a hold on me You'll see me once or maybe twice That's all you'll see of me All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand Don't be a fool and fall in love with a travellin' man I'm a travellin' man Travellin' Man -- that's what I am Travellin' Man Travellin' Man That's what I am Travellin' man -- that's what I am But at least I'm free Travellin' man Oh that's what I am Travellin man -- that's what I am, Lord I move so fast I have had so many women, none of them have lasted --- --- Travellin' Man -- that's what I am Travellin' Man Travellin' Man

nedjelja, 12.03.2006.

LYNYRD SKYNYRD I've Seen Enough Written by G. Rossington, J. Van Zant, K. Custer, R. Johnson, M. Lunn You got to lock your doors, keep the world out We're closin' ourselves in If you watch the news it'll scare you to death To Hell and back again The only justice here's at the wrong end of a gun Got the criminal makin' the laws got the good men on the run I've seen enough We don't own anything we've got we've givin' it all away But that don't make no sense to me you know who's gonna pay It's the man in the factory workin' twelve hours a day The woman workin' in the restaurant with another kid on the way (chorus) Isn't anything in this life sacred anymore We can't lose what we've got it's worth fightin' for I've seen enough, I've seen enough to make a grown man cry A man's standin' by the road a sign in his hand He don't want your charity he says I ain't no begger man All I need is a chance to get back on my feet But we just pass him by well it could be you or me I've seen enough I ain't the kind to just sit back and watch the world go 'round It's not too late to change let's turn this shit around (repeat chorus)

LYNYRD SKYNYRD Freebird Written by Allen Collins - Ronnie Van Zant If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be travelling on, now, 'Cause there's too many places I've got to see. But, if I stayed here with you, girl, Things just couldn't be the same. 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Bye, bye, its been a sweet love. Though this feeling I can't change. But please don't take it badly, 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame. But, if I stayed here with you girl, Things just couldn't be the same. Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you'll never change. And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Lord help me, I can't change.

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