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Ime: Namčorka McUbijse
Idem u: ludnicu
Godine: nedovoljno za penziju
Živim u: pripizdini (neki to zovu Osijek)
Sluša se: punk,rock,ska
Ne sluša se: rap,cajke,techno i takva sranja
FAMILIJA:
Brdonja - pametno dijete familije
Dinič - moj nazi
Duško - ludo moje,nemamo mi sreće
Đalaja - ekspert za hrčkove i CSI
Joško - dijete iz ormara
Špiglo - babičko moje
LINKOVI:
Špiglo
Ivana
Branimir
Đalaja
Mateo
Duškec
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Glazba:
999
Ac/dc
Angelic Upstarts
Anti-flag
Antitodor
Arctic Monkeys
Atheist Rap
Authority Zero
Babyshambles
Bad Religion
Black Flag
Blink 182
Bob Marley
Bouncing Souls
Cheap Sex
Chimneys
Dead Kennedys
Diablo Swing Orchestra
Dirty Pretty Things
Dropkick Murphys
Flogging Molly
FNC Diverzant
Grupa Tvog Zivota
Guzva U 16ercu
Hladno Pivo
Hole
Kaiser Chiefs
KUD Idijoti
Madness
Manic Street Preachers
Misfits
Muse
NoFX
Operation Ivy
Oruzjem Protiv Otmicara
Pekinska Patka
Placebo
Rancid
Reel Big Fish
Ritam Nereda
Sex Pistols
Smashing Pumpkins
Social Distortion
Sonic Youth
Stiff Little Fingers
Strummerville
Suburban Legends
Sum 41
The Adicts
The Boys
The Clash
The Distillers
The Hippos
The Jam
The Offspring
The Ramones
The Ruts
The Shins
The Vibrators
The Who
Turbonegro
Velvet Revolver
Velvet Underground
Outta My Mind - Rancid
You're working like a monkey
Who's been training by a sick junkie
On a mission to get money
for a new suit and tie
To wear to a reception
where they envy your deception
and give complements and praises to the ones they despite
Practicing your smile in the mirror all the while
try to cultivate the style of the bastards in power.
I know what they're selling
cause their nervous twitch is telling
you're coming off smelling like the pig of the hour
I got a lot of people telling me I'm outta my mind
and I don't know why.
My brain was bleeding and my fingers were proceding
through a notebook I was keeping since the dawning of time.
Senses were coroaded,
you know that I was loaded.
You were dealing I was reeling
from the feeling and the madness was consealing
it's a siren song.
People that I trusted would surley have me busted
if they ever had a clue what was really going on.
Schitzophrenia - Sonic Youth
I went away to see an old friend of mine
His sister came over she was out of her mind
She said Jesus had a twin who knew nothing about sin
She was laughing like crazy at the trouble I'm in
Her light eyes were dancing she is insane
Her brother says she's just a bitch with a golden chain
She keeps coming closer saying "I can feel it in my bones
Schizophrenia is taking me home"
My Future is static
It's already had it
I could tuck you in
And we can talk about it
I had a dream
And it split the scene
But I got a hunch
It's coming back to me
The Guns Of Brixton - The Clash
When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, Guns of Brixton
The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan
THROWN under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh-the guns of Brixton
When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
And even shoot us
But oh- the guns of Brixton
Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game was survivin'
As in heaven as in hell
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
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