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ma neznanŠto volin:-na bilo koji način se zabavljat -smijat -plakat -učit kemiju (virovali ili ne meni je gušt učit kemiju) -Čitat zanimljive knjige -slušat što mi se sluša -gađat se smokijima i vodenin balunima -poć na natjecanje iz matematike (ako je dobro društvo) -pomagat ljudima (zbog toga i želin bit medicinsak sestra) -nećaka (ima dvi godine jo što je smišan) -moga pokonjega pasa Paška (još ga nisan zaboravila) -bilo što što je retro -hipije Što ne volin: -ljude koji ti se ulizuju a zada leđa seru svašta o tebi (two-faces peopole) -učit povjest i ostale predmete -debelu pizzu -ljude kojima je važan izgled (ali samo izgled) -ljude koji nemaju niti dva zrna soli u glavi -rasiste Evo riči od nekih pisama znan da je to dosadno ali.... B.Y.O.B. Why do they always send the poor Barbarisms by Barbaras With pointed heels Victorious victories kneel For brand new spankin' deals Marching forward hypocritic and Hypnotic computers You depend on our protection Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth Breaking into Fort Knox stealing Our intentions Hangers sitting dripped in oil Crying freedom Handed to obsoletion Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Blast off It's party time And we don't live in a fascist nation Blast off It's party time And where the fuck are you? Where the fuck are you? Where the fuck are you? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth Breaking into Fort Knox stealing Our intentions Hangers sitting dripped in oil Crying freedom Handed to obsoletion, Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine Everybody's going to the party have a real good time Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun Where the fuck are you? Where the fuck are you? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why don't presidents fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? Why do they always send the poor? They always send the poor They always send the poor BLACK SABBATH "Paranoid" Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind people think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify Can you help me occupy my brain? Oh yeah I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it's too late neda mi se više... |