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RATS AND CHILDREN'LL FOLLOW ME OUT OF TOWN

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„Dok postaje gospodar prirode, on ujedno postaje i rob stroja koji su njegove vlastite ruke izradile. Uza sve svoje znanje o materiji, on ne zna o najvažnijim i najfundamentalnijim pitanjima ljudskog postojanja: što je čovjek, kako treba da živi i kako se ogromne energije u čovjeku mogu osloboditi i produktivno upotrijebiti...
Ideja dostojanstva i čovjekove moći, koja mu je dala snage i hrabrosti za ogromna dostignuća u nekoliko posljednjih stoljeća, ugrožena je zahtjevom da moramo ponovno prihvatiti čovjekovu potpunu nemoć i beznačajnost. Ta ideja prijeti da razori same korijenje iz kojega je izrasla naša kultura...
Sve veća sumnja u ljudsku autonomiju i razum stvorila je moralnu konfuziju u kojoj je čovjek ostao bez vodstva, bilo objavljenja, bilo razuma. Rezultat je prihvaćanje relativističke pozicije koja pretpostavlja da su vrijednosti, sudovi i etičke norme isključivo stvar ukusa ili slučajne naklonosti. Ali budući da čovjek ne može živjeti bez vrijedosti i normi, taj ga je relativizam učinio lakom žrtvom iracionalnih vrijednosnih sustava. On se srozao na poziciju koju su grčko prosvjetiteljstvo, kršćanstvo, renesansa i prosvjetiteljstvo XVIII stoljeća već prevladali.
Zahtjevi države, zanos za magične osobine moćnih vođa, snaži strojevi i materijalni uspjeh postali su izvor njegovih normi i vrijednosnih sudova.
Trebamo li to ostaviti tako?“ (Erich Fromm: Čovjek za sebe)

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U iščekivanju
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BWAHAHAHAHA!!!

*idem u Matematičku Gimnaziju

*imam 17 godina

*vječno dijete

*po horoskopu sam riba

*smatram da sam fulala generaciju - ja pripadam '70-ima i '80-ima

*obožavam horrore, psihološke, socijalne i ratne drame, te mjuzikle

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*karakterno naginjem melankoliji, ali priznajem da sam agresivna kada me netko isprovocira

*kažu da sam bahata, ali ja mislim da sam samo izravna i iskrena, možda previše, ali to ne bi smjelo vrijeđati

*ako ne pričam s vama to nije zato što sam povučena nego je to zato što ste glupi i dosadni

*inače sam uglavnom vedra osoba

*anarho-feminst iliti naivni utopist

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*rijetko gajim, a još rijeđe pokazujem emocije prema nekome, jer samo su ih rijetki vrijedni, a još su rijeđi oni koji će ih znati cijeniti

*jako sam izdržljiva što se tulumarenja tiče i mrzim spavati

*iako slovim za lijenu osobu (tako mi bar kažu hehe x))

*nije mi stalo što drugi misle o meni, osim ako misle isto što i ja xP

*ovisna o kompjuteru

*individualac

*fasciniraju me neobične stvari, psihički i fizički fenomeni, legende, krajnosti

*mrzim gužve, ako me želite upoznati povucite me na stranu

*volim: sebe :) i još par meni bliskih osoba, iskrenost, poštenje, originalnost, jesen, sumrak, putovati (obožavam egzotične krajeve, sjever, Irsku), individualnost, izlaske, faf, prirodu, životinje (a najviše svog zeca Sid-a :)), umjetnost, crni humor, Mućke, 'Allo 'Allo, sarkazam, svirati svoju đitru, pjevati (kada nitko ne čuje :)), crtati i slikati, pisati (ali ne zadaćnice), sjediti u prirodi i slušati muziku, putovanja, Johnnyja Rottena, misliti kako sam ipak bitna i da ipak mogu nešto bitno napraviti, vjerovati u bolje sutra, eksperimente, svoj kompjuter, otkačene frizure, šetati po Korani, balet...

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*ne volim: ispraznost, dosadu, tračeve, školu, spavati, depresiju (koja me s vremena na vrijeme pere), bezkarakternost, jednoličnost, monotoniju, svađe, glupost, cajke, pop, techno, Šenou, zadrtost, ismijavanja, ponižavanja, paranoju, sebičnost, pretjerana filozofiranja, politiku, birokraciju, nacionalizam, buku, nervozu, ljubiće (osim moulin rougea i par iznimki), patetiku, bilošta pretjerano, tugu, površnost, gužve, ljude koji vole pričati (pogotovo ponavljati se) a ne znaju slušati, uvredljivost...

*prezirem: pretvaranja, licemjerje, dvoličnost, nacizam, šovinizam, rasizam, ubijanje i mučenje životinja radi krzna, rat, mržnju, proračunatost...

*slušam (ima tog puno al' neću sve nabrajat'... samo najbolji =)):

PUNK / POST-PUNK / PUNK-ROCK:

THE SEX PISTOLS
Public Image Ltd.
The Ramones
The Clash
Dead Kenedys
Pixies
Crass
Aquabats
Iggy Pop
Rastarts
The Stranglers
The Independents
Brutal Truth
Misfits
Rancid
Bikini Kill
Offspring
Bandage
The Adicts
Black Flag
Anti-flag
Chaos UK
GBH
Genration X
Minuteman
Partisans
Satanic Malfunctions
Stiff Little Fingers
Children Of War
U-Boats
Deliquents
Flesh Eaters
Void
Bedlam Hour
Agnostic Front
New York Dolls
The Undertones
UK Subs
The Damned
Razar
Bad Religion
The Casualities
Toy Dolls
X-Ray Spex
Siouxie And The Banshees
Oxymoron
The Ruts
Buzzcocks
Electric Frankenstein
Personality Crisis
A.O.F.
NOFX
Panic
Artic Monkeys
Patty Smith
Spizz Energy
The Hot Rods

Tito's Bojs
Razlog Za
Pasi
K.O.O.
KUD Idijoti
Bez panike
Đubrivo
Satan Panonski (Pogreb X)
Carl Hunter
Pekinška Patka
Motus
Six Pack
Debeli Precjednik

METAL

Iron Maiden
Metallica
Candlemass
Primal Fear
Amorphis
Dimmu Borgir
Dragon Force
Stratovarius
Hammerfall
Judas Priest
Gamma Ray
Crematory
S.O.A.D.
Apocalyptica
Deathstars
Death
Disturbed
Black Label Society
Dream Theater
Rammstein
Korn
M.M.
Blind Guardian
Papa Roach
Paradise Lost
Fear Factory
Megadeth
Evanescence
Children Of Bodom
Motorehead
Sirenia
Sonata Arctica
Cradle Of Filth
Pantera
My Dying Bride

GOTH / INDUSTRIAL

Cortex (II)
Clan Of Xymox
Depeche Mode
Covenant
Killing Joke
Black Sabbath
Sisters Of Mercy
The Cure

ROCK / OSTALO

Kate Bush
Alice Cooper
Alphaville
Franz Ferdinand
The Dustuns
The Cult
Silverchair
Fugazi
D.A.F.
Radio4
Scorpions
Kiss
Zakk Wylde
White Stripes
Keane
Placebo
Blondie
Jimi Hendrix
Alan Parsons Project
Billy Idol
Queen
Q.O.T.S.A.
Radiohead
Mike Oldfield
Pink Floyd
Dire Straits
Incubus
AC/DC
Coldplay
2 Pac
Puddle Of Mud

Hladno Pivo
Let 3
Haustor
Urban
Azra
Opća Opasnost
Psihomodo pop
Električni Orgazam
Riblja Čorba
Film
Prljavci

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SEARCH AND DESTROY
(IGGY POP)

I'm a street walking cheater with a heart full of napalm
I'm a run-away son of a nuclear A-bomb
I am a world's forgotten boy
the one who's searchin' to destroy

somebody gotta help me please!
somebody gotta save my soul!
baby will ya take my mind?!

look out honey 'cause I'm using technology
ain't got time to make no apology
Soul resurrected in the dead of night
love in the middle of a fire fight

honey got to help me please
somebody gotta save my soul!
baby will ya take my mind?!

Honey, I'm the world's forgotten boy
the one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy
[repeat]

look out honey 'cause I'm using technology
ain't got time to make no apology
Soul resurrected in the dead of night
love in the middle of a fire fight

honey got to help me please
somebody gotta save my soul!
baby will ya take my mind?!

Honey, I'm the world's forgotten boy
the one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy
[repeat]

forgotten boy
forgotten boy

YEAH!


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Istina je da ne znamo što imamo dok to ne izgubimo, ali je istina i da ne znamo što nam nedostaje dok to ne nađemo.

Najbolja vrsta prijatelja je ona s kojima možete sjediti cijelu večer ne progovorivši ni riječi, a kada odlazite osjećate se kao da je to bio najbolji razgovor u životu.

Kada se vrata sreće zatvore, otvore se druga, ali često tako dugo ostanemo gledati u zatvorena vrata, da ne primjećujemo ona koja su nam se otvorila.

Kada ste se rodili-plakali ste, a svi oko vas su se smješili. Živite tako da kad umrete vi budete nasmješeni, a da svi oko vas plaču.

Ljubav započinje osmjehom, raste poljupcima i završava suzom. Svaka budućnost se gradi na prošlosti: ne možete uspjeti u životu ako si ne oprostite pogreške i ne zaboravite slomljeno srce.

Sreća postoji za one koji plaču, one koji su povrijeđeni, one koji traže i one koji se trude, jer samo oni znaju cijeniti ljude koji dotaknu njihov život.

Najsretniji ljudi nisu oni koji imaju ono što je najbolje, već oni koji najbolje iskoriste ono što imaju.

Imajte dovoljno sreće da budete nježni, dovoljno izazova da budete jaki, dovoljno tuge da budete suosjećajni, i dovoljno nade da budete sretni.

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Sanjajte što želite sanjati, idite kamo želite ići i budite što želite biti jer samo je jedan život i samo jedna prilika da učinite sve ono što želite učiniti.

U životu postoje trenutci kada vam netko toliko nedostaje, da ga poželite izvaditi iz svojih snova i zagrliti u stvarnosti.

Ne idite za izgledom; može zavarati. Ne idite za bogatstvom; može nestati. Idite za onim tko vas čini radosnim jer treba samo jedan osmjeh da uljepša loš dan.

Dati nekome svu svoju ljubav ne znači ida će oni voljeti vas. Ne očekujte ljubav zauzvrat, samo želite da im bude u srcu, ali ako ne bude, budite zadovoljni što je u vašem,...

Potrebna je samo minuta da se zaljubite, sat da vam se netko svidi, dan da nekoga zavolite, ali potreban je cijeli život da nekoga zaboravite.

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Mi se ne rađamo samo jedanput, nego uvijek iznova. (William Charles)

Ljubav su snježne saonice koje jure tundrom i tada se iznenada prevrnu, ostavljajući vas priklještene. Tijekom noći dolaze snježne lasice. (Matt Groening)

Što to govore tvoje oči? Više, čini mi se, nego sve riječi koje sam pročitao u životu. (Walt Whitman)

Ljudi se ponekad spotaknu o istinu, ali većina ih se uspravi i odjuri kao da se ništa nije dogodilo. (Winston Churchill)

Život ne treba shvatiti preozbiljno. Uostalom, tko se iz njega izvukao živ?

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U životu postoje dvije tragedije. Jedna je da se ne ispuni želja vašeg srca. Druga je da se ona ispuni. (G.B.Shaw)

Živi kao da ti je svaki dan zadnji. Jednog dana ćeš biti u pravu.

Svijet je opasno mjesto. Ne zbog onih koji čine zlo, već zbog onih koji im to dopuštaju.(Einstein)

Čekaj sve što dolazi k tebi, ali želi samo ono što ti dođe. Želi samo ono što imaš.(Andre Gide)

Prolaziš li kroz pakao, nastavi prolaziti.(Sir Winston Churchill)

Neki uzrokuju sreću gdje god dođu, drugi kad odu.(Oscar Wilde)

Ako se ne možeš riješiti kostura iz ormara, onda je najbolje da ih naučiš plesati.(George Bernard Shaw)

Svaki put kad čovjek voli, jedini je put kad je volio.(Oscar Wilde)

Kad eliminiraš nemoguće, što god ostane ma kako nemoguće zvučalo, mora biti istina.(Sherlock Holmes/Sir A.C.Doyle)

Najprije će te ignorirati, onda ti se smijati, onda se boriti protiv tebe i onda ćeš pobijediti.(Mahatma Gandhi)

Tajna uspjeha je u tome da znaš ono što nitko drugi ne zna.(Aristotel Onasis)

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Matea
Sister
Anchie
Vrlovka NK
Toma
Suča
Jura
Sanja
City of my mind
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Ona koja ima žabu
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Gugo
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Sad pjevam svoje pjesme
Volim sve što se nesmije
Ja sam svoje duše
Gospodar
(Motus: Holandija)

Voice moaning in a speaker
Never really get too close
Only a gimmick pointed fingers
Never more serious sight
Wouldn't waste the effort on entertainment
Out of control - mob running wild
...
Chant
(Mob, War, Kill, Hate)
(Love, War, Fear, Hate) YOU DECIDE!
(PIL:Chant)

I'm not your savior
I'm not your son
A forgotten boy
Abandoned creation

With these final words, I pull the switch
We turn to dust
Dust to Dust
My name is like the kiss of death, then we embrace
We turn to dust

Mother, Father
Answer me
Your soul-less son
Your thing that should not be
(Misfits: Dust To Dust)

I'm Anti - fashion
Anti - religion
Anti - police
And Anti - system
Anti - commercial
Anti - prison
Anti - everything
(Oxymoron: Anti Everything)

Now in the summer
I could be happy or in distress
Depending on the company
On the veranda
Talk of the future or reminisce
Behind the dialogue
We're in a mess
Whatever I intended
I sent you flowers
You wanted chocolates instead
The flowers of romance
(PIL: Flowers Of Romance)

Hey you
With that green glow in your hair
I swear I see a tear
In your radiation wear
Somehow it's there
(The Aquabats: Radiation Song)

Trci panker od pandura
tresu mu se noge tanke
drzi cvrsto svoje lance
i pita se gdje ce, sta ce.

Sve je blize ruka plava
i jasno mu je-ode glava.
Jadni panker asfalt ljubi,
ni kriv ni duzan ostat ce bez zubi.

Polako ostaje bez svijesti
i mrak mu na oci pada
pandur vice: "sto ces sada,
sto ces sada?"

Iz zadnjeg daha nasmije se
i glasno rece-
Jebite se plavci,
svi ste smece!
(Bez Panike: Naša Pjesma)

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I svi me vole, svima sam duhovit
Čekaju na red da me upoznaju
Samo ti nikako da shvatiš konačno
Koliko me voliš suludo
(Hladno Pivo: Pijan)

They don't like how we look
Our hairstyle or our gear
Ignorance only make them worse
Adding to their fears
They often take one look at us
Their expression says it all
In their world of ego building
We don't rate at all

We're adding to their fears
(Expoited: Adding To Their Fears)

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I'm so happy 'cause today
I've found my friends ...
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay, 'cause so are you ...
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care ...
And I'm not scared
Light my candles, in a daze
'Cause I've found god
(Nirvana: Lithium)

Započeo sam rat, kojem nema kraja
I postao je zivot moj poput kupleraja
Vrištim sad od bola
Vrištim iz sveg glasa
Vrištim sada jer ja znam
Da mi nema spasa
(FNC Diverzant: Vrištim)

I saw your face in the morning sun
oh, I thought you were there
I heard your voice as the wind passed me by
whispering my name

Still on my own, chasing the sun
of a time long ago
The shade in my heart, tearing apart
everything that I long for
(Hammerfall: The Fallen one)

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Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events
And isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath it to survive

I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit

And when we were good
You just closed your eyes
So when we are bad
We'll scar your minds

...
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of millions is just a statistic
(MM: Fight Song)

Alice in her party dressed to kill
She the thanks you turns away
She needs you like she needs needs her pills
To tell her that the world's okay
To promise her a definition
Tell her where the rain will fall
Tell her where the sun shines bright
And tell her she can have it all
Today
Today
(Sisters Of Mercy: Alice)

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BAD LIFE (Mad Max)
(PIL)


This is what you want
This is what you get

Bad life

Call me up after midnight
Tell me I'm wrong
Tell me I'm right
What do you want
What do I get
Did you just need the argument

Bad life

See this face
Better remember it
See this face
Gonna take all of it

Corporate city
Lucky for some
Richest island in the sun

Bad life
Bad bad bad life

Well this machine is on the move
Now looking out for number one (ha ha)
Bad life

Name of the game is competition
Top of the pile on demolition
This is what you want
This is what you get

Bad, bad, bad life
Bad life
Now looking out for number one
Now this machine is on the move

Bad life

Call me up after midnight
Tell me I'm wrong
Tell me I'm right
What do you want
What do I get
Did you just need the argument

Bad life
Corporate city
Lucky for some
Richest island in the sun
Bad life
Bad, bad, bad life

Well this machine is on the move
Now looking out for number one
Bad life

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ŽELJEZNI PANKER
(Satan Panonski)


Koračam kroz zasićeni mrak
Noćas me kostur htjede ubiti
Sa sabljom, u crnoj plahti, iza leđa
Šutnja, šutnja, ni riječ se ne izusti

Danas, sutra i zauvijek
Moju ruku hladnu drži
Ja sam bez očiju i slijep
Vodi me, željezni Punker

Majke suze otrov sadrže
Po pruzi su rasuta sva crijeva
Zašto su me proboli
Ne mogu, a želim vidjeti

I noći, i dani, i sunce, i inje
Kako se uz kokain osjećaš
Sirena, netko je pregažen
Vodi me, željezni Punker

Vi, kojima oči nisu iskopane
Odvedite me do žalne majke
Isključite prokletu sirenu
Ovo nije, nije priča iz bajke

Ovo je dječak bez istine
Kažnjen, jer nije molio
Ovo je insert iz života
Bože, zašto sam se rodio

Moj hrabri, željezni Punkeru
Ruku jače, jače mi stegni
Kad padnem, sine digni me
Odvest ću te do druge obale
I tamo neka me spale
Na kraju, kad sve ispričam
Crvima ne želim biti hrana
Ni mrtav neću da se prodam.

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RELIGION
(PIL)


Stained glass windows keep the cold outside
While the hypocrites hide inside
With the lies of statues in their minds
Where the Christian religion made them blind
Where they hide
And prey to the God of a bitch spelled backwards is dog
Not for one race, one creed, one world
But for money
Effective
Absurd

This is religion
Theres a liar on the altar
The sermon never falter
This is religion

Do you pray to the Holy Ghost when you suck your host
Do you read whos dead in the Irish Post
Do you give away the cash you can’t afford
On bended knees and pray to lord
Fat pig priest
Sanctimonious smiles
He takes the money
You take the lies

This is religion
A liar on the altar
Sermon never falter
This is religion

This is religion and Jesus Christ
This is religion cheaply priced
This is bibles full of libel
This is sin in eternal hymn
This is what they’ve done
This is your religion
The apostles were eleven
Now theres a sod in Heaven

This is religion
Liar on the altar
The sermon never falter
This is religion

This is religion
This is religion
This is religion
This is religion

This is religion
A liar on the altar
A sermon never falter
This is religion

This is religion
Your religion
And its all falling to bits gloriously
This is religion

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WISH YOU WERE HERE
(Pink Floyd)


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 vail?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashees for trees,
Hot air for cool breeze,
Cold comfort for change?
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 we found?
The same old fears,
Wish you were here.

BARBARA
(J. Prevert)


Sjeti se Barbara
Bez prestanka je kišilo nad Brestom
Toga dana
A ti si hodala nasmijana
Pokisla radosna očarana
Pod kišom
Sjeti se Barbara
Bez prestanka je kišilo nad Brestom
A ja sam te sreo u Ulici Sijama
Smješila si se
I ja sam se smješio
Ti koju nisam poznavao
Ti koja me nisi poznavala
Sjeti se
Sjeti se toga dana
Ne zaboravi
Neki je čovjek stajao na trijemu
I viknuo tvoje ime
Barbara
I ti si po kiši k njemu potrčala
Radosna pokisla očarana
U njegov zagrljaj pala
Sjeti se toga Barbara
I ne ljuti se što ti govorim ti
Ja kažem ti svima koje volim
Čak i onima koje sam jednom vidio
Ja kažem ti onima koji se vole
Čak i onima koje nisam upoznao
Sjeti se Barbara
I ne zaboravi
Tu kišu mudru i sretnu
Na svome licu sretnom
Nad onim gradom sretnim
Tu kišu iznad mora
I iznad arsenala
Tu kišu što je pala
Na brod iz Ouessanta
O Barbara
Rat je svinjarija velika
I što je s tobom sada
Pod kišom kanonada
Ognja krvi i čelika
A onaj koji te grlio
Zaljubljeno
Je li umro nestao ili još živi
O Barbara
Bez prestanka kiši nad Brestom
Jednako kao i tada
Ali to nije isto i sve je srušeno
To su korotne kiše
Strašne i neutješne
To nije oluja više
Od ognja krvi i čelika
To su naprosto oblaci
Što kao pseta crkavaju
Kao pseta što nestaju
U mlazu vode nad Brestom
Da trunu negdje daleko
Daleko daleko od Bresta
Od koga ništa ne osta.

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BARBIE'S DEAD
(UK Subs)


Barbie wore black, black hat
Barbie wore gloves, warm gloves
Barbie was thin, white skin
Barbie's in bed, she's dead

Bellboy cries for Barbie
Mailman cries for Barbie
Gasman cries for Barbie
Said come on let's get drunk

Barbie had a gun, field gun
Barbie had a bird, blackbird
Barbie had a car, Jaguar
Barbie was rich, rich bitch

Boys they cry for Barbie
Girls they cry for Barbie
Daddy cries for Barbie
Then they all got drunk

Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead

When Barbie was alive, so alive
Barbie did sing, sweet things
Barbie had pink hair, spiked hair
Barbie loved rock, punk rock

Boys danced with Barbie
Girls played with Barbie
Daddy he loved Barbie
And the whole party got drunk

Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead

LULLABY
(Siouxsie And The Banshees)


The lunacy will leave the day
Luminous in flight
As the moon spits out
In jagged beams another night
Wrap around this brilliant veil
Tranquil and unbroken
As you spiral down
A world of clay and taut convulsion
The dream swan spins
And cartwheel turns
Down deep within your violet side
The sun begins to rise
Skaing down its morining swords to thaw your frozen eyes
The dream swan spins
And so conceal the heart that aches and yearns
Hush awhile
Sleepless child
I'll be watching over you

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ALONE
(E.A.Poe)


From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

MORDRED'S SONG
(Blind Guardian)


I've lost my battle before it starts
My first breath wasn't done
My spirit's sunken deep
Into the ground
Why am I alone
I can hear my heartbeat
Silence's all around

See hate will rise
So don't come closer
Fear your child
Born with a king's heart
But hate fooled me
And changed my cards
No one asked if I want it
If I liked it

Pain inside is rising
I am the fallen one
A figure in an old game
No Joker's on my side
I plunged into misery
I'll turn off the light
And murder the dawn
Turn off the light
And murder the dawn

Nothing else
But laughter is around me
Forevermore
Noone can heal me
Nothing can save me
I've gone beyond the truth
It's just another lie
Wash away the blood from my hands
My father's blood
In agony we're unified

I never wanted to be
What they told me to be
Fulfill my fate than I'll be free
God knows how long
I tried to change fate

[SOLO]

Pain inside is rising
I am the fallen one
A figure in an old game
No Joker's on my side
I plunged into misery
I'll turn off the light
And murder the dawn
Turn off the light
And murder the dawn

[SOLO]

I plunged into misery
I'll turn off the light
And murder the dawn
Turn off the light
And murder the dawn!!

srijeda, 31.01.2007.

I just wanna play with my band
Are you good enough for me
Hiya boys I'm the choosen one
Can't you fucking see

I'm a jealous god and I want everything
And I love you with a knife
I'll take you, if you're ready for me
And I'll give you my life


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Ja sam osoba bez idola. Nikada se nisam identificirala ni s kim niti sam ikada nekoga pokušala oponašati. Niti one koje poznam, a još manje neke zvijezdice s ekrana. Ne volim se deklarirati kao punker, rocker, metalac ili bilošta takvoga, ja sam JA i gotovo. Malo ljudi općenito ima moje poštovanje i malo je onih kojima se divim. Onih kojima sam dopustila da utječu na mene. Danas je rođendan jednoj takvoj osobi – Johnu Josephu Lydonu a.k.a. Johnnyju Rottenu.

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U 8. razredu nabavila sam svoj prvi album od SEX PISTOLSA (Kiss This). Do tada sam slušala svakakva sranja moram priznat. Mogu slobodno reći su Sex Pistolsi napravili jednu revoluciju u mom životu. Njihov stil oblačenja, ideje, anarhizam, stavovi, ponašanje, muzika, tekstovi. Sve to imalo je jak utjecaj na mene kao curu od 14. godina koja počinje oblikovati sebe kao ličnost.
Mnogi ih pljuju danas da su prvo stvoreni umjetno, da su se prodali, da su postali komercijalno sranje bla bla bla. Shut the fuck up! Pa sve što vrijedi, s vremenom se komercijalizira. A uostalom ne žive ni oni od zraka. Oni su se morali izboriti za taj novac koji sada dobivaju, za razliku od ovih današnjih pop/punk zvijezdica koje idu na sigurno po već utrtom putu. Danas je to samo hrpetina trećerazrednih kopija. Oni su ORIGINAL.


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Johnny Rotten, vokal i tekstopisac, bio je prava osoba na pravom mjestu. Njegove pjesme o anarhiji, abortusu, siromaštvu, vrijeđanja kraljice, pune ironije, sarkazma, psovki i mržnje, kratke i koje udaraju ravno u bit stvari bez filozofiranja, bile su glas cijelog jednog društvenog sloja i on postaje glasnogovornikom generacije. Svrha toga nije bila nekoga izvrijeđati, svrha toga je bila da se napokon otvoreno progovori o nekim temama. I u tome je i uspio. Njegov iritantan krešteći glas (koji je postao očito njegov zaštitni znak pa ga je ostavio i u PIL-u), cinični podsmjesi i loša instrumentalna pratnja ostatka benda (Sid uopće nije niti svirao na većini koncerata, a na albumima je umjesto njega ponekad svirao Jones koji isto tako nije baš bio neki talent) potpuno su negirali sve ono što je dobra glazba trebala biti. Ipak, u dvije godine svog postojanja napravili su veću revoluciju i gužvu nego skoro ikoji bend. Sid se ubija 1979., Cook i Jones se boje pjevati o religiji i bend se raspada. Rotten javnosti otkriva svoje pravo ime, izjavljuje kako je punk mrtav i osniva novi bend imenom Public Image Ltd. iliti PIL.

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Rotten & Jones

I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
I wanna destroy passer by

Cause I Wanna be Anarchy
No dogs body

Anarchy in the UK
It's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop at traffic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme

Cause 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
(ANARCHY IN THE U.K.)

God save the queen
The fascist regime
It made you a moron
Potential H bomb

God save the queen
She ain't no human being
There is no future
In England's dreaming

Don't' be told what you want
Don't be told what you need

There's no future
No future
No future for you
(GOD SAVE THE QUEEN)

I don't mind the things that you say
I don't even mind going out of my way
I try and do these things for you
Why should I do it
Our love is untrue

I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong
Going out of my head

I ain't seen you off the screen
But those films are my dream
And I can't take much more of you
The bog is no place to imagine your face
(DID YOU NO WRONG)

There's no point in asking
You'll get no reply
Just remembered don't decide
I got no reason it's all too much
You'll always find us
Out to lunch

Don't ask us to attend
Cause we're not all there
I don't pretend cause I don't care
I don't believe illusions
Too much is real
Stuff your cheap comment
Cause we know what we feel

We're so pretty
Oh so pretty
And now
And we don't care
(PRETTY VACANT)

There ain't no moonlight after midnight
I see you silly people out looking for delight
Well, I'm so happy
I'm feeling so fine
I'm watching all the rubbish wasting my time
I look around your house
You got nothing to steal
I kick you in the brains when you get down to kneel
I pray
You pray to your god

I got no feeling
No feeling

For anybody else
Except for myself
My beautiful selfish
(NO FEELINGS)

Try and join the scene but you're too obscene
You’re looking like a big fat pink baked bean
How did you figure that you'd be any use
When all you're gonna get is my abuse

Hey babe
I love you
I love you
I love you

You know I don't like where you come from
It's just a satellite of London
And when you look me in the eye
I just remember I wanna die
(SATELITTE)

She was a girl from Birmingham
She just had an abortion
She was a case of insanity
Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree
She was a no one who killed her baby
She sent the letters from the country
She was an animal
She was a bloody disgrace

Body I'm not an animal
Body I'm not an animal

Dragged on a table in a factory
Illegitimate place to be
In a packet in a lavatory
Die little baby screaming

Body I'm not an animal
Mummy, Mummy, Mummy
I'm not an abortion

Throbbing squirm
Gurgling bloody mess
I'm not a discharge
I'm not a loss in protein
I'm not a throbbing squirm

Fuck this
And fuck that
Fuck it all
And fuck her fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that
Body I'm not no animal
Body An abortion
(BODIES)

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cijela postava Pistolsa: Cook, Vicious/Matlock, Jones i Rotten

U PIL-u Rotten nastupa pod svojim pravim imenom – John Lydon. Glazba koju izvodi PIL nije ni slična onoj koju su izvodili Pistolsi (ako izuzmemo “Low life” i “Public image”). U biti ne zvuči kao ništa dotad, jedino možda njemački krautrock bi joj bio najsličniji. Fućkaš sve ove pozere i kopije i Madonnine kićene koreografije i scenografije, Lydon sa plavim dreadlocksima, u šarenoj odjeći koja neuredno s njega visi koji skače i poga po pozornici, snima kamerom!, poziva publiku na pozornicu, priča viceve, sprda se s političarima i vrišti bez imalo sluha o temama poput vjere, ljubavi ili politike sa zdravom dozom inteligentne ironije u tekstovima – to je prava zabava! On je zabavljač i on to zna i isto tako zna da mu to vraški dobro ide! On može bez nas, ali mi ne možemo bez njega – rekao je jednom… hehe… rrrrright! :)

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Lydon & Levene

Now in the summer
I could be happy or in distress
Depending on the company
On the veranda
Talk of the future or reminisce
Behind the dialogue
We're in a mess
Whatever I intended
I sent you flowers
You wanted chocolates instead
The flowers of romance
The flowers of romance

I've got binoculars
On top of boxhill
I could be Nero
Fly the eagle
Start all over again
I can't depend onthese so-called friends
It's a pity you need to bend
I'll take the furniture
Start all over again
(FLOWERS OF ROMANCE)

You make me feel ashamed
At acting attitudes
Remember ridicule
It should be clear by now
Clear by now
Your words are useless
Full of excuses
False confidence
Someone has used you well
Used you well
I could be wrong
It could be hate
As far as I can see
Clinging desperately
Imagining pretending
No personality
Dragging on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
I think you're slightly late
Slightly late
This person's had enough
Of useless memories
(MEMORIES)

Stained glass windows keep the cold outside
While the hypocrites hide inside
With the lies of statues in their minds
Where the Christian religion made them blind
Where they hide
And prey to the God of a bitch spelled backwards is dog
Not for one race, one creed, one world
But for money
Effective
Absurd

This is religion
Theres a liar on the altar
The sermon never falter
This is religion

Do you pray to the Holy Ghost when you suck your host
Do you read whos dead in the Irish Post
Do you give away the cash you can’t afford
On bended knees and pray to lord
Fat pig priest
Sanctimonious smiles
He takes the money
You take the lies

This is religion and Jesus Christ
This is religion cheaply priced
This is bibles full of libel
This is sin in eternal hymn
This is what they’ve done
This is your religion
The apostles were eleven
Now theres a sod in Heaven
(RELIGION II)

This is not a love song
This is not a love song

Happy to have
Not to have not
Big business is very wise
I'm crossing over into enterprise

I'm adaptable
Now I like my new role
I'm getting better and better
I have a new goal
I'm changing my ways
Where money applies
This is not a love song

This is not a love song

Not television
Behind the curtain
Out of the cupboard
You take the first train
Into the big world
Are you ready
To grab the candle
That tunnel vision
Not television
Behind the curtain
Out of the cupboard
(THIS IS NOT A LOVE SONG)

Call me up after midnight
Tell me I'm wrong
Tell me I'm right
What do you want
What do I get
Did you just need the argument

See this face
Better remember it
See this face
Gonna take all of it

Corporate city
Lucky for some
Richest island in the sun

Bad life
Bad bad bad life

Well this machine is on the move
Now looking out for number one (ha ha)
Bad life

Name of the game is competition
Top of the pile on demolition
This is what you want
This is what you get
(BAD LIFE)

Think I’m proud to be your enemy
Take your hands off of me
Youre worse than the thing that possessed me
They way they were
The way they should have been
Annalisa

Annalisa was 15 years
Stole her soul
But I hear no tears
Ever been alone
And heard the voice
Not your own
I’ve seen those fears
Annalisa

Somehow you used ignorance for sense
Melodrama in your eyes
All concern rests with the dead
Annalisa

Annalisa had no escape
Starved to death in a waiting room
Cheap concern and rosary beads
Did not solve screaming needs
Annalisa
(ANNALISA)

PIL je imao snažan utjecaj na mnogo bendova i po meni nepravedno je zaboravljen.

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Uglavnom, Lydon sada milijunaš, živi u Americi sa ženom i popravio si je zube XD i još tu i tamo snimi neku emisiju, dokumentarac, gostuje u nekom showu, snimi neki cd…

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Lydon sa svojom ženom Norom (ženska je starija od njega 15 godina, man she’s lucky ;))

Nikada nisam skrivala koliko se divim Lydonu.

On je jedna od rijetkih STVARNIH osoba u tom showbusunesu. Ne glumata, ne filozofira. Često su ga optuživali zbog ismijavanja svega pa i samoga sebe. Da, ali u svakoj šali ima nešto istine. A ljudi će prije saslušati njegove zajebancije nego zamorna filozofiranja. I možda ih potakne na razmišljanje. A to je i cilj, zar ne?

Isto tako, on je original, a to je ono što ja cijenim kod ljudi. Kao što sam već rekla ne volim se niti na koga isfuravati. Čemu nositi na sebi tuđe simbole? Čemu paziti kako će drugi gledati na tebe, tvoju odjeću? Ja nisam JA zbog drugih. Čovjek si nikada ne smije dopustiti da mu drugi diktiraju život. Da se ustručava zbog tuđeg mišljenja biti netko drugačiji. Netko bez etikete prikeljene na čelo. Ljudi su mi prigovarali da nisam pravi punker. Tko je k vragu uopće rekao da sam ja punker??? Ja sam JA i ako me ne volite takvu kakva jesam NE TREBAM VAS. Kako je sam Lydon rekao – “trebamo pustiti da na nas utječu ljudi, ali ih ne smijemo kopirati.” I to je istina.

I upravo ta njegova individualnost i inteligencija kod mene su izazvale poštovanje prema tom čovjeku. Nazivali su ga spasiteljem, nazivali su ga antikristom. On nije ništa od toga, on je čovjek kao i svi mi ostali i ne valja niti uzdizati niti gaziti. On je jedan čudak koji je uspio sam se probiti i postići nešto više u životu. I svaka mu čast.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN!


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JOHN LYDON – KOJA FACA! :) MOJA LJUBAV HEHE ;) CURE UŽIVAJTE!!! ;D

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CITATI:

"ll my songs have the same philosophy, which is FUN. But there is an element of seriousness..."

"I don't give a shit. And I don't care what anybody says about the way I look. It's the way I want to look and I don't care. It's not done to impress anybody or depress them or even affect them . It's purely my own little thing."

"You may not like what I’m saying to you, but this is what I mean!"

"There’s originality and there’s always ten cheap versions, and it’s a shame that it is those versions that people always pay attention to. They don’t want to find out the history of how things emerged, and that’s too bad, because without any historical perspective, nothing can make any sense."

"I don't need to swear. I have a big vocabulary."

"He plays four-and-a-half-hour sets. That's torture. Does he hate his audience?" (za Brucea Springsteena)

"To my mind the band, and their ideas are the most important. All too few people in pop music understand that. They sign up all these too-expensive producers thinking that will guarantee them a hit. It might do, but it makes for an almighty tedious piece of work. I don't want to put out records that sound like everybody else. There's enough of that already." (o PIL-u)

“Ever get the feeling you’ve been cheated?” (zadnji koncert Pistolsa)

"…We´re much much closer to early rockn´roll. That´s where our energy comes from. It´s the same kind of energy, except that our songs aren´t about long tall Sally. They are about being bored to death, nothing to, do nowhere to go after 11o´clock when the pub´s closed. In England they don´t like you to be entertained, because it means your brain would begin to think for itself and this they don´t like. That´s why they are trying to stamp out punk movement. Because it´s a whole generation thinking about everything." (o Pistolsima)


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S OBZIROM NA TO DA JE 2. VELJAČE 28. OBLJETNICA SID-OVE SMRTI OVO JE INTERWIEV S ROTTENOM O NJEMU (IMA I ISJEČAK SA SIDOM KADA GOVORI SAM O SEBI):



JOURNALIST: Asked about a Pistols reunion in the past you've said, "What are we gonna do, dig up Sid"? Do you think that might make a better spectacle?

JOHN: I thought about that, but Sid's ashes were blown all over the airport. We'd need a fucking hoover!


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GOODBYE



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