pesmi, besedila

[Nata]

PRIDIGARJI - Norost

Trčen sem in malo čez les

nor sem po dolgem in počez

spoznal sem na božični večer

da se kolešček vrti v napačno smer.

Pregorela mi je varovalka

ne obratuje možganska črpalka

popustile so mi vse zavore

v zaprtem oddelku rešujem spore.

V blaznosti sem monopolist

brezupen primer in kruti sadist

pogosto me preganja paranoja

ne predam se hitro in ne brez boja.

V mislih se mi rado kaj zalomi

zatulim in že sem v trdi komi

zdravljenje ne gre brez elektrošoka

ne odklopijo me dokler ne zmnjka toka.

:yea2: ... :yea2: ... :yea2:

RudeBoy .... :notworthy: .... ska .)

[Pravokotar]

Seven Drunken Nights

Traditional

As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?

Ah, you're drunk,

you're drunk you silly old fool,

still you can not see

That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me

Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before

And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be

Ah, you're drunk,

you're drunk you silly old fool,

still you can not see

That's a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me

Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before

And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be

Ah, you're drunk,

you're drunk you silly old fool,

still you can not see

That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me

Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before

And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be

Ah, you're drunk,

you're drunk you silly old fool,

still you can not see

They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me

Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But laces in Geranium pots I never saw before

And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be

Ah, you're drunk,

you're drunk you silly old fool,

still you can not see

That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me

Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before

And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be

Ah, you're drunk,

you're drunk you silly old fool,

still you can not see

That's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me

Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before

As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be

I saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing should be

Ah, you're drunk,

you're drunk you silly old fool,

still you can not see

That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me

Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more

But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before

[BC]

Violent Demise

Electrocution

Gassed

Shot in the head

Car crashed

Overdosed

Strangulation

Burnt alive

Violent demise

You´re goin down hard

Violent demise

Violent demise

You´re goin down hard

Violent demise

Decapitated

Drowned

Assassinated

Gunned down

Stabbed in the neck

Suicide

Buried alive

Violent demise

You´re goin down hard

Violent demise

Violent demise

You´re goin down hard

Violent demise

Live your life,

you probably won´t live to see 25.

Those trusted to protect you will get you.

Watch your back you still die.

Every man must die,

we walk around in this illusion called life.

You gotta go for it now there´s no time,

there´s no time.

Violent demise

Mutilated

Hit

Poisoned to death

Skull split

Disemboweled

Skinned

Spikes in your eyes

Violent demise

[Biba]

Too Much Blood

The Rolling Stones

I want to dance, I want to sing

I want to bust up everything

To make some love

I want to dance, I want to sing

I want to bust up everything

And make some love

I can feel it in the air

Feel it up above

Feel the tension everywhere

There is too much blood

Too much blood, well alright

Everything you see

On the movie screen is tame

Everything's gonna be arranged

A friend of mine was this Japanese. He had a girlfriend in

Paris. He tried to date her in six months and eventually she

said yes. You know he took her to his apartment, cut off her

head. Put the rest of her body in the refrigerator, ate her

piece by piece. Put her in the refrigerator, put her in the

freezer. And when he ate her and took her bones to the Bois de

Boulogne, by chance a taxi driver noticed him burying the

bones. You don't believe me? Truth is stranger than fiction.

We drive through there every day.

I want to dance, I want to sing

I want to bust up everything

Be number one, yeah

I want to dance, I want to sing

I want to bust up everything

And have some fun

I can feel it everywhere

Feel it up above

Feel the tension in the air

There is too much blood, too much blood

Too much, yeah too much blood, alright

Did you ever see 'Texas Chain Saw Massacre'? Horrible, wasn't

it? You know people ask me: it is really true where you live

in Texas, it is really true what they do around there, people?

I say, "yeah everytime I drive through the crossroads I get

scared there's a bloke running around with a fucking chain

saw. Oh oh no, gonna, oh no. Don't saw off me leg, don't saw

off me arm." When I get to the movies, you know I'd like to

see something more romantic, you know. Like 'An Officer and a

Gentleman' or something. Something you can take the wife to,

you know what I mean?

Yeah!

I want to dance, I want to sing

I want to bust up everything

And have some fun

I want to dance, I want to sing

I want to bust up everything

And make some love

I can feel it everywhere

Feel it up above

Feel the tension in the air

There is too much blood, too much blood

Oh yeah

Pretty ladies, don't be scared

Pretty ladies, don't be scared

Pretty ladies, don't be scared

Pretty ladies, don't be scared

Pretty ladies, don't despair

There's still so much love

Pretty ladies, don't despair

Too much, too much, yeah

Too much blood, too much blood

Too much too much blood, too much blood

Too much blood, too much blood ...

[bubamara]

Some Of Us- Starsailor

Heard you today, that isn't my name, you were fast asleep,

forget what he did, can I be the kid for your soul to keep.

Some of us laugh, some of us cry,

some of us smoke, some of us lie,

but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.

I've grown to see the philosophy of my own mistrust,

we all have our faults, mine come in waves that you turn to rust,

Some of us laugh, some of us cry,

some of us smoke, some of us lie,

but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.

I've been hanging onto something,

you keep laughing awe-inspiring.

Some of us laugh, some of us cry,

some of us smoke, some of us lie,

but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.

Some of us laugh, some of us cry,

some of us smoke, some of us lie,

but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.

My wandering soul found solace at last,

I wanted to know how long it would last.

She's losing control, she's coming down fast,

the heart that I stole, I'm not giving back, never giving back.

[SiR]

Violent Femmes - Blister in the Sun

[Zok]

Hotwire - Invisible

:ph34r:

[Pervy]

BTW sym in zok (Vauuuuuuu enkrat sta usklajena :devil: ), lepo da se trudita in limata samo naslove, res je manjša gužva in bolj pregledno, ampak jaz rad preberem tekste in se mi jih niti slučajno ne da iskat če napišeta samo band in naslov. Zato nadaljujem ampak limam celotni tekst .)

Sublime

Smoke Two Joints

I smoke two joints in the mourning

I smoke two joints at night

I smoke two joints in the afternoon

It makes me feel alright

I smoke two joints,

in time of peace,

and two in time of war

I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,

and then I smoke two more

Smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died

toke a big spliff of some good sensimillia

smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died

toke a big spliff of some good sensamill...

Daddy he once told me

son you be hard workin' man

And Momma she once told me

son you do the best you can

But then one day I met a man

who came to me and said

Hard work good and hard work fine,

but first take care of head

Whoa rock me tonight

Whoa-oh Jah sake

Whoa-ohh

[Pervy]

hmmmm komu znano? O:-) :lol1:

Sublime

What Happened?

What happened?

Wake up in the morning,

clock says half past one

I have no sunglasses

As I step into the sun

There's no recollection

of the evil things I've done

My head feels like I musta' had some fun

What happened?

Last thing I remember

I was chillin at a party

Pinching grily's asses

I was drinking recklessly

I know I did something

Lord what could it be

Woke up in the morning

And all my friends say me

What happened?

What I'm I doing here

Who is this girl in my bed

What is this shit on my face

My God, what is that awful smell

(Chorus)

She may be an angel

She may be a queen

She might be black, white, Amercian, Indian or Japanese

Thru a bottle at a bouncer

Didn't think that he was cool

Pissed in someones drink

And thru a bike into a pool

Driven down the side walk

Like a crazy possed fool

I broke every single traffic rule.

What happened?

What happened?

:hmm:

[Zok]

Kazzer - Pedal to the Metal

Like a 454

With the 4 on the floor

Deuce coupe coming at you

Avoiding the capture

Fall from stop and drop

Than we ready to rock

And city of steel

Catch me crusin down the block

Whenever days are difficult

Im out on my own

Driving 86 Jetta

Hoping that I could do better

But my car keeps me humble

In the concrete jungle

Despite the wear and tear

It seems to always get me there

Rebuilt the motor because

She decided to blow

And what do you know

Someone stole my stereo, when it's

Time to go I put my foot on the floor

Let the deasel do the work

I ain't complaining no more

Highways and straighaways

Offroads and open roads

No matter what we will

still be making the show

It's kinda like life

And life treats you good

It's not what's on the outside

It's what's under the hood

[Chorus: 2x]

Put the pedal to the metal and im off and never getting lost

Which way will I turn when roads cross

Press the petal to the metal little more when it's scary

But one thing for sure, keep my foot on the floor

It doesn't matter what you drive

It's like you drive what you got

Discipline you can win

Just let the tire spin

And begin

The journey of life with each ride

Can you help me at the side

On what we wanna ride

Sometimes we can live

(something)

With the back up plan

And in with the program

Who I am, Doesn't reflect material

My vehicle approaches

[Chorus:]

Put the pedal to the metal and im off and never getting lost

Which way will I turn when roads cross

Press the petal to the metal little more when it's scary

But one thing for sure, keep my foot on the floor

Won't stop drivin till it's over

Still be crusin when the sun goes down

Won't stop drivin till it's over

Still be crusin when the sun goes down

[Chorus: 2x]

Put the pedal to the metal and im off and never getting lost

Which way will I turn when roads cross

Press the petal to the metal little more when it's scary

But one thing for sure, keep my foot on the floor

[2x]

Put the pedal to the metal and im off

pedal to the metal and im off

[Zok]

Static-X - The Only

(tudi Need For Speed - Underground Soundtrack :ph34r: )

I'm winning, You're losing.

I'm falling.

Your agony,

lower, than lower.

Before, your forgotten memory.

Heaven, Your Hell.

I'm killing your fantasy.

More, and more.

You follow, your deepest reality.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.

This is the only, Give me the only thing.

Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.

The only thing I understand is what I feel.

Identity, Fantasy, Heresy, Killing me.

Lower, than lower.

Before, this faintathy.

Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.

More, and more.

You follow, your deepest reality.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.

This is the only, Give me the only thing.

Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.

The only thing I understand is what I feel.

Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.

Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.

Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.

Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.

This is the only, Give me the only thing.

Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.

The only thing I understand is what I feel.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.

This is the only, Give me the only thing.

Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.

The only thing I understand is what I feel.

Popravljeno Januar 18, 2004. Popravil Zok

[Pravokotar]

LE VKUP UBOGA GMAJNA

Le vkup, le vkup uboga gmajna!

Heja, hejo!

Za staro pravdo zdaj bo drajna.

Heja, hejo!

Zimzelen, za klobuk!

Punt naj reši nes tlačanskih muk!

Le vkup, v poslednji boj tlačani!

Heja, hejo!

Sedaj se kmečka gmajna brani,

heja, hejo!

Puško, meč, kopje v dlan!

Bije za svobodo se tlačan!

Iz grajskih kevdrov teče vino,

heja, hejo!

Zažgali grofu so graščino,

heja, hejo!

Grad gori, grof beži,

vino teče, naj, če teče kri!

To odbrundavši se je PEPE pohlevno podal na ponedeljkovo tlako...

Popravljeno Januar 19, 2004. Popravil PEPE

[AlterMann]

Napisal: Ivo Volarič Feo

Povedal: Marko Brecelj

Zapomnil: Altermann

Prašič...

...ki je cvilil na dvorišču velikanske kmetije,

ki jo je Androv oče kupil od nekega Italijana,

ki je prekupčeval z zelenjavo,

ki je povzročil nesrečo nad pešcem na prehodu za pešce,

ki so ga odpeljali v bolnišnico,

ki je med prevozom umrl,

ki je zapustil ženo in tri otroke,

ki še vsi hodijo v šolo,

ki so jo zgradili Avstrijci pred 120-timi leti,

ki so že vsi pomrli,

ki imajo nagrobnike,

ki so iz marmorja,

ki ga kopljejo v Nabrežini,

ki ni daleč od Trsta,

ki je bil nekoč slovenski...

...je crknil predvčerajšnjim,

dva dni preden so ga hoteli zaklati.

[Meitschi Anastazija]

BANG BANG :smoke:

I was five and he was six

we rode on horses made of sticks

he wore black and I wore white

he would always win the fight

bang bang he shot me down

bang bang I hit the ground

bang bang that awful sound

bang bang my baby shot me down

seasons came and changed the time

when I grew up I called him mine

he would always laugh and say

remember how we used to play

bang bang I shot you down

bang bang you hit the ground

bang bang that awful sound

bang bang I used to shoot you down

music played and people sang

just for me the church bells rang

now he's gone I don't know why

untill this day I sometimes cry

he didn't even say goodbye

he didnt' take the time to lie

bang bang he shot me down

bang bang I hit the ground

bang bang that awful sound

bang bang my baby shot me down

[Biba]

Nisam bio za tebe

Prljavo kazalište

Zadnjih dana malo previše spavam

Malo previše psujem

I vučem se od šanka pa do šanka

Pa se pomalo trujem

Jer tri sam dana pio

Radi tebe sve sam razbio

I svima znam da sam redom

Svima na glavu se popeo

Ti si uvijek trebala

Nekog da te zabavlja

Ti si uvijek tražila

Ljubav preko vikenda

Nisam bio za tebe

Vjeruj nisam, nisam

Kao niti za mene

Vjeruj nisi, nisi

Zadnjih dana malo previše pušim

Malo previše psujem

I u materinu šaljem koga stignem

Ako ime ti čujem

[Pravokotar]

NE DAJ SE, INES

Ne daj se, Ines.

Ne daj se godinama,

moja Ines, drugacijim pokretima i navikama,

jer jos ti je soba topla;

prijatan raspored i rijetki predmeti.

Imala si vise ukusa od mene.

Tvoja soba - divota - gazdarica ti je u bolnici.

Uvijek si se razlikovala

po boji papira svojih pisama, po poklonima,

pratila me slijedeceg gutra oko devet do stanice.

I rusi se zeleni autobus

tjeran jesenjim vjetrom, kao list,

niz jednu beogradsku padinul.

U vecernjem sam odijelu i

opkoljen pogledima.

Ne daj se mladosti moja,

ne daj se Ines

Dugo je pripremano nase poznanstvo

i onda, slucajno, uz vrucu rakiju,

i sa svega nekolik recenica lose prikrivena zelja.

Tvoj je nacin gospodje i obrazi seljanke.

Prostakuso i plemkinjo moja!

Pa tvoje grudi, krevet,

i moja soba objesena u zraku kao narance,

kao narancasta svjetiljka,

nad zelenom i modrom vodom Zagreba;

Proleterskih brigada 39, kod Grkovic.

Pokisla ulica od prozora dalje i sum predvecernjih

tramvaja.

Lijepi trenuci nostalgije, ljubavi i siromastva,

upotreba zajednicke kupaonice

i - molim vas ako me tko trazi...

Ne daj se, Ines - evo me,

ustajem tek da okrenem plocu.

Da li je to nepristojno u ovakvom casu,

Mozart, Requiem, Agnus Dei.

Meni je ipak najdrazi pocetak

Raspolazem s jos milion njeznih i bezobraznih

podataka nase mladosti,

koja nas pred vlastitim ocima vara i krade i napusta.

Ne daj se, Ines

poderi pozivnicu, otkazi veceru,

prevari muza odlazeci da se pocesljas

u nekom boljem hotelu.

Dodirni me ispod stola koljenom

generacijo moja, ljubavnice.

Znam da ce jos biti mladosti, ali ne vise ovakve;

u prosjeku 1938a.

Ja necu imati s kim ostati mlad,

ako svi ostarite,

i ta ce mi mladost tesko pasti,

a bit ce ipak da ste vi u pravu,

jer ja sam sam na ovoj obali

koju ste napustili i predali bezvoljno,

a ponovo pocinje kisa kao sto vec kisi u listopadu

na otocima.

More od olova i nebo od borova.

Udaljeni glasovi koji se mijesaju:

glas majke, prijatelja, kceri, ljubavnice, broda, brata.

Na brzinu okupljeno rublje pred kisu

i nestalo je svjetla s tom bjelinom.

Jos malo setnje uz more i gotovo;

ne daj se, Ines.

[bruno]

En hud pesjan je živel,

se futral je z ljudmi,

vsaj dan je enga skuhal,

obral ga do kosti.

Ankrat pa anga najde,

ga hoče v lonec dat,

preveč je čudno dišal,

preveč je bil kosmat.

Hvala bogu, da je mel Fifty tolk ljudi na Vojskem, da so ga zglodali.

[Pravokotar]

ZENICA BLUES

(Zabranjeno pušenje)

U Zenicu kada pođem ja, prati me 5, 6 drotova

Okružni sudija rek'o 12 godina, 12 godina strogog zatvora.

Okružni sudija rek'o 12 godina, 12 godina strogog zatvora.

Tužna je moja sudbina, ženu mi krećo Hakija.

Krećo Hakija presudila mu cakija, ne razumiješ ti to druže sudija.

Krećo Hakija presudila mu cakija, ne razumiješ ti to druže sudija.

(Džabe ja to tebi pričam)

Zenico mrzim svaki kamen tvoj, zbog tebe ja mrzim život svoj.

Ko preživi 12 godina u KP domu Zenica, taj je pravi Hadžija.

Ko preživi 12 godina u KP domu Zenica, taj je pravi Hadžija.

(Hvala Mujo)

Raduje me jedna istina, iz KP doma vratit ću se ja

Ali Hakija nikad neće sa bara, sa bara se niko ne vraća.

Ali Hakija nikad neće sa bara, sa bara se niko ne vraća.

[BC]

Inevitable ( Shakira )

Si es cuestion de confesar

No se preparar cafe

Y no entiendo de futbol

Creo que alguna vez fui infiel

Juego mal hasta el parques

Y jamas uso reloj

Y para ser mas franca nadie

Piensa en ti como lo hago yo

Aunque te de lo mismo

Si es cuestion de confesar

Nunca duermo antes de diez

Ni me bano los domingos

La verdad es que tambien

Lloro una vez al mes

Sobre todo cuando hay frio

Conmigo nada es facil

Ya debes saber

Me conoces bien

Y sin ti todo es tan aburrido

El cielo esta cansado ya de ver

La lluvia caer

Y cada ida que pasa es uno mas

Parecido a ayer

No encuentro forma alguna de

Olvidarte porque

Seguir amandote es inevitable

Siempre supe es mejor

Cuando hay que hablar de dos

Empezar por uno mismo

Ya sabras la situacion

Aqui todo esta peor

Pero al menos aun respiro

No tienes que decirlo

No vas a volver

Te conozco bien

Ya buscare que hacer contigo

El cielo esta cansado ya de ver

La lluvia caer

Y cada dia que pasa es uno mas

Parecido a ayer

No encuentro forma alguna de

Olvidarte porque

Seguir amandote es inevitable

Siempre supe que es mejor

Cuando hay que hablar de dos

Empezar por uno mismo

Popravljeno Januar 19, 2004. Popravil BC

[Mustang]

Zame eden najboljših komadov vseh časov.

Bob Sager začne komad z besedami: "...this song is about being on the road..."

Če ga slišim, sem pripravljen voziti po 300km v šusu (sam, seveda).

Ima pa tudi Metallica kar kvalitetno priredbo.

Bob Sager

Turn The Page

On a long and lonesome highway

East of Omaha

You can listen to the engine

Moanin' out as one long song

You can think about the woman

Or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering

The way they always do

When you're riding sixteen hours

And there's nothing much to do

And you don't feel much like riding

You just wish the trip was through

Say...

{Refrain}

Here I am - on the road again

There I am - up on the stage

Here I go - playing start again

There I go - turn the page

Well, you walk into a restaurant

Strung out from the road

And you feel the eyes upon you

As you're shaking off the cold

You pretend it doesn't bother you

But you just want to explode

Most times you can't hear 'em talk

Other times you can

Oh, the same old cliches

Is that a woman or a man

And you always seem outnumbered

You don't dare make a stand

{Refrain}

Out there in the spotlight

You're a million miles away

Every ounce of energy

You try to give away

As the sweat pours out your body

Like the music that you play

Later in the evening

As you lie awake in bed

With the echoes from the amplifiers

Ringing in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette

Remembrin' what she said

Ah...

{Refrain x 2}

[Pravokotar]

NAJPOVOLJNIJE MESTO (Buldožer/Pljuni istini u oči)

Izvinite...

molim vas...

ja nisam iz tog grada...

pa bih hteo znati...

gde je ovako tu...

negde...

u blizini...

najpovoljnije mesto za samoubistvo.

[BC]

Pienso en ti ( Shakira )

cada dia pienso en ti

pienso un poco mas en ti

despedazo mi corazon

se destruye algo de mi

cada dia pienso en ti

pienso un poco mas en ti

cada vez que sale el sol

busco un algo de valor

para continuar asi

y te veo asi no te toque

rezo por ti cada noche

amanece y pienso en ti

y retumba en mis oidos

el tic-tac de los relojes

y sigo pensando en ti

y sigo pensando...

[Mustang]

Robbie Williams

Feel

Come on hold my hand

I wanna contact the living

Not sure I understand

This role I've been given

I sit and talk to God

And he just laughs at my plans

My head speaks a language

I don't understand

I just wanna feel real love

Fill the home that I live in

'Cause I got too much life

Running through my veins

Going to waste

I don't wanna die

But I ain't keen on living either

Before I fall in love

I'm preparing to leave her

I Scare myself to death

That's why I keep on running

Before I've arrived

I can see myself coming

I just wanna feel real love

Fill the home that I live in

'Cause I got too much life

Running through my veins

Going to waste

And I need to feel real love

And a life ever after

I cannot give it up

I just wanna feel real love

Fill the home that I live in

I got too much love

Running through my veins

To go to waste

I just wanna feel real love

In the life ever after

There's a hole in my soul

You can see it in my face

It's a real big place

Teary

Since that day

Forever

Feel

Come and hold my hand

I wanna contact the living

Not sure I understand

This role I've been given

Not sure I understand...

[Nata]

MOTHER LOVE BONE - Crown of Thorns

You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory?

Say he who rides upon it must someday fall

I been talkin' to my alter

Life is what you make it

And if you make it death well then rest your soul away

Away away yeah child

It's a broken kind of feeling

She'd have to tie me to the ceiling

A bad moon's comin' better say your prayers

I wanna tell her that I love her

But does it really matter?

I just can't stand to see you dragging down

Again

So I'm singing

This is my kinda love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that leaves me alone

Yes it does

I used to treat you like a lady

Now you're my substitute teacher

This bottle's not a prick and not a pretty sight

I owe the man some money so I'm turnin over honey

You see Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time

This is my kinda love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that leaves me alone

Yes it does

Like a crown of thorns it's all who you know

So don't burn your bridges woman cause someday, yeah

Kick it!

Baby i said com' on, com' on,

I said baby don't burn your bridges woman

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[bobek]

NAŠ MUCEK

Naš mucek je ljub'co imel

Ponoči k njej v vas je odšel

Prišel je domov ves zaspan

Ko mežnar odzvonil je dan

Zbolela je ljub'ca hudo

Kaj če več zdrava ne bo

Naš mucej je jokat začel

Nobene več miške ni ujel

Ko pa mu vzame jo smrt

Okoli se plazi potrt

Življenje sovražit začne

V soboto obesil se je

V nedeljo na vrvi visi

Tam mimo gre mnogo ljudi

Pri sebi pa misli si vsak

da mucek je bil en bedak.

To zgodbo v eksemplar povem

Brezskrbnim ta mladim ljudem

Če vam življenja je mar

Zaljubit' se nikdar nikar.