pesmi, besedila

[bobek]

KRENI PREMA MENI - Partibrejkersi

ti nisi julija ja nisam romeo

nocas sam nesto gadno pojeo

lepo pricas lepo hodas

slatka mala nemoj lako da se prodas

zato kreni

kreni prema meni

zato kreni

kreni prema meni

kreni kreni prema meni

mozes da lajes mozes da rezis

mozes da ostanes a mozes i da bezis

bez duse si niko bez duse si nista

kupujes prodajes oduzimas i dodajes

zato kreni...

kreni kreni prema meni

kreni kreni prema meni

kreni kreni prema meni

[bobek]

THE BATES - pleasure + pain

FUCK

one, two, three, four

one, two, three, four

:yea2: :kva2: :yea2:

FUCK

FUCK

one, two, three, four

:yea2: :kva2: :yea2:

FUCK

FUCK

one, two, three, four

:yea2: :kva2: :yea2:

FUCK

one, two, three, four

FUCK

[Nata]

THE WHITE STRIPES - Seven Nation Army

I'm gonna fight 'em off

A seven nation army couldnt hold me back

They're gonna rip it off

Taking their time right behind my back

And im talking to myself at night because I cant forget

Back and forth through my mind

Behind a cigarette

And the message coming from my eyes says leave it alone

Don't want to hear about it

Every single ones got a story to tell

Everyone knows about it

From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell

And if I catch it coming back my way

Im gonna serve it to you

And that aint what you want to hear

But thats what I'll do

And the feeling coming from my bones

Says find a home

Im going to Wichita

Far from this opera for evermore

Im gonna work the straw

Make the sweat drip out of every pore

And Im bleeding, and im bleeding, and im bleeding

Right before the lord

All the words are gonna bleed from me and I will THINK no more

And the stains coming from my blood

tell me go back home

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

[dave the wave]

Joker

Some people call me the space cowboy

Some call me the gangster of love

Some people call me Maurice

Cause' I speak of the pompetous of love

People talk about me baby

Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong

But don't you worry baby don't worry

Cause' I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home

Cause' I'm a picker

I'm a grinner

I'm a lover

and I'm a sinner

I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker

I'm a smoker

I'm a mid-night toker

I sure don’t want to hurt no one

I'm a picker

I'm a grinner

I'm a lover

and I'm a sinner

I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker

I'm a smoker

I'm a mid-night toker

I get my lovin' on the run

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

You're the cutest thing that I ever did see

I really love your peaches

Want to shake your tree

Lovey dovey, lovey dovey, lovey dovey all the time

Ooh wee baby, I sure show you a good time

Cause' I'm a picker

I'm a grinner

I'm a lover

and I'm a sinner

I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker

I'm a smoker

I'm a mid-night toker

I get my lovin' on the run

I'm a picker

I'm a grinner

I'm a lover

and I'm a sinner

I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker

I'm a smoker

I'm a mid-night toker

I sure don’t want to hurt no one

(solo)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

People keep talkin' about me baby

Say I'm doin' you wrong

Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama

Cause' I'm right here at home

You're the cutest thing I ever did see

Really love your peaches want to shake your tree

Lovey dovey, lovey dovey, lovey dovey all the time

Come on baby now, I'll show you a good time

(Steve Miller)

[kekec III]

@Vlado Kreslin

@Album: Spomincice

@Che sera

Bil sem še čist kot prva stran,

vprašal sem zvezde, kakšen je plan,

ali bom dolgo, ali bo fer,

bom lovec ali zver?

Che sera sera,

karkoli že bo, naj bo

prešvercati se ne da

Che sera sera...

Mojstri telesa in duha

tipajo čelo in merjo glavo,

al bom neroden ali bogat

bom špicast al oglat?

Che sera sera,

karkoli že bo, naj bo

prešvercati se ne da

Che sera sera...

Zdaj sem popisal kup strani,

kdo mi ji zveze, knjigo nardi,

saj mi je vseen, saj mi ni žal,

saj nav nihče ostal...

Che sera sera,

karkoli že bo, naj bo

prešvercati se ne da

Che sera sera...

[kekec III]

@Vlado Kreslin

@Album: Spomincice

@Lili Marlen

Tamkaj pred kasarno poleg glavnih vrat,

stala je lanterna, ki je tam se od takrat.

Pod njeno zolto tam lucjo,

prijel te bom, spet za roko

kot ze, Lili Marlen, kot ze, Lili Marlen

Tam je majhen svet samo za naju dva,

kjer se tvoja senca z mojo poigra.

In vsi ljudje naj vidijo,

da to je najino slovo,

s teboj, Lili Marlen

Tvoj korako samotno odmeva v temo

mojega ze dolgo ni vec pod lucjo.

In ko bo svet temo pregnal,

le kdo bo pod laterno stal,

s teboj, Lili Marlen

s teboj, Lili Marlen

V vetru nad grobovi, ki hlipa za vse nas,

slisi se kot v sanjah tvoj ljubeci glas.

In ko bo sver meglo pregnal,

bom spet tam pod lanterno stal,

s teboj, Lili Marlen

s teboj, Lili Marlen

[kekec III]

DAJ MI MICKA PEJNEZE NAZAJ

Ljudska

Daj mi Micka, pejneze nazaj,

ka jes iden v drujgi kupleraj!

Ne dan tebi pejneze nazaj,

samo idi v drujgi kupleraj!

Kak naj iden v drujgi kupleraj,

či mi ne daš pejneze nazaj?

[Nata]

ZERO7 - Destiny

- - album: Simple Things

I lie awake

I’ve gone to ground

I’m watching porn

In my hotel dressing gown

Now I dream of you

But I still believe there’s

Only enough for one in this

Lonely hotel suite.

The journey’s long and it feels

So bad, I’m thinking back

To the last day we had.

Old moon fades into the new

Soon I know I’ll be back with you.

I’m nearly with you, I’m nearly with you

And when I’m weak I draw strength from you

And when you’re lost I know how to change your mood

And when I’m down you breathe life over me

Even though we’re miles apart we are each other’s destiny.

On a clear day, I’ll fly home to you

I’m bending time getting back to you

Old moon fades into the new

Soon I know I’ll be back with you

I’m nearly with you, I’m nearly with you

And when I’m weak I draw strength from you

And when you’re lost I know how to change your mood

And when I’m down you breathe life over me

Even though we’re miles apart we are each other’s destiny.

And when I’m weak I draw strength from you

And when you’re lost I know how to change your mood

And when I’m down you breathe life over me

Even though we’re miles apart we are each other’s destiny.

I’ll fly, I’ll fly home

I’ll fly home and I’ll fly home

:wub: ... :wub: .... :wub:

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ZERO7 - In The Waiting Line

Wait in line ‘till your time

Ticking clock everyone stop

Everyone’s saying different things to me, different things to me ... (2x)

Do you believe in what you see

There doesn’t seem to be anybody else who agrees with me

Do you believe in what you see

Motionless wheel nothing is real

Wasting my time in the waiting line

Do you believe in what you see

9 to 5 living lies

Everyday stealing time

Everyone’s taking everything they can, everything they can ... (2x)

Do you believe in what you feel

There doesn’t seem to be anybody else who agrees with me

Do you believe in what you see

Motionless wheel nothing is real

Wasting my time in the waiting line

Do you believe in what you see

And I’ll shout and I’ll scream but I’d rather not have seen

And I’ll hide away for another day

Do you believe in what you see

Motionless wheel nothing is real

Wasting my time in the waiting line

Do you believe in what you see

Everyone’s saying different things to me, different things to me ... (4x)

Everyone’s taking everything they can, everything they can

Everyone’s taking everything they can, everything they can

Everyone’s saying different things to me, different things to me

:wub: .... :kva2: .... :wub: .... :yea2:

[RAN]

še ena mornarska :

Ne pitaj me nikad više,

zašto neven ne miriše,

ne sječam se,

to je priča duga.

Ne pitaj me,

tu pred svima,

šta to na dnu čaše ima,

ne pitaj me nikad zašto cugam.

Bolje da šešir nemam,

pod njime đavol drema,

s neva i iz voljeva,

đavo mi je kriv.

Budi me,

u zlo doba.

Za njega red ne važi,

on mora sve da proba,

to đavo vino traži.

Ne pijem što uživam,

nit što mi dobro stoji,

pijem da njega napojim.

,....

od panonskega mornarja

[BC]

Street lobotomy ( Body count )

Drugs, liquor, drugs

Drugs, liquor, drugs

Drugs, liquor, drugs

I love to smoke crack

I love to shoot smack

I love to fuckin´ drink

I love my smoke when it stinks

I need it in my veins

I need it in my brain

What has it done to me

Street lobotomy

My - brain - melted - down

Brain - melted - down - lobotomy

Need some more dope man

Yeah got

Any acid dude

Got any ludes

Brain - melted - down

Brain - melted - down - lobotomy

Drugs, liquor, drugs

Drugs, liquor, drugs

Drugs, liquor, drugs

I love to do blow

That´s the way to go

You got some PCP

How ´bout some LSD

I´m havin´ lots of fun

I might as well use a gun

Don´t even ask my why

Maybe I wanna die

[Biba]

Ništa mi neće ovi dan pokvarit

T.B.F.

Gledan van, ludilo je dan

al to je normalno skroz

jer je kolovoz

I smokve cide med,

u čaši topi se led,

tako brzo –

to ne mo'š više pit - Brad!

Manistra od jučer i salata k tome

od kapule i pome, zatim kava dabome

Po ekipe je već na štekatu, na makijatu,

di oni i ja – tu

Veliki pauk gmiže mi po vratu

gadno mi ga taknit, ima dlaka,

a i tlaka se maknit

zbog tlaka u zraku

sunce pretvara mozak mi u žvaku

Pa san se zavalija, totalno pasivan

slušan Marley-a i Attack koji je masivan

“Pod maju ti se zavuka !!!”

Ma neka pauka, stari,

ništa mi neće ovi dan pokvarit

Ništa mi neće ovi dan pokvarit,

(vapšuvarivari, vapšuvarivari, ... )

nikakvi crnjaci ni ružne stvari

(vapšuvarivari, vapšuvarivari, ... )

Ništa mi neće ovi dan pokvarit,

(vapšuvarivari, vapšuvarivari, ... )

ni lupeži, barbari, ni glupi političari

ni umišljene čunke ni zli komentari

ni generali ni svjetski vladari

U carstvu ladovine ne želin ni vidit novine

ni muziku ni sport dok motan novi ...ovi

Ne želin niti jedan suvišan podatak

ne želin u mozgu spoj kratak

Sidin se, spreman se, dignit se i poć

a to će bit kad se pripadnen da neću više moć

uvatit još ono malo sunčevog sjaja

da mi osuši kupaće kad su mokre oko jaja

To je neugodno! Još uvik sidin i mislin

“Ustat il' odustat?” i vidin - ti vadiš

balun za picigin

a ja letin ka pingvin

danas za ništa ne vridin

Danas odmaran, to mi apsoštrumfno odgovara

da ležin i ne mičen se poput tovara

i samo slušan želudac kako mi vari

ništa mi neće ovi dan vapšuvari

Ništa mi neće ovi dan pokvarit,

(vapšuvarivari, vapšuvarivari, ... ) ...

[BC]

My way ( Body count )

Yo it´s my way, no way,

get dumped on the highway.

Buck, buck feel the blast from my gunspray.

Yea, you´re gettin drowned in the blood,

a bug, thug, feel the cops catchin slugs.

Yo, it´s my way, I slay, I play,

you stay down, you fuck around in my town you drown.

Fuck you, fuck them, fuck that, we come back through,

murderin your crew - what!

You don´t know shit about my lifestyle it´s buckwild,

late night gunfights three strikes i´d rather fight.

Caught in the street ya get beat down ta raw meat,

fuckin with me and the Breed you´ll soon bleed.

Yeah, it´s Raw Breed - BC killin over-seas,

droppin off rooftops, punks hang from trees.

Night vision, incision, the opposition,

It´s never your decision.

My way!

You can´t tell me jack shit, suck my dick,

out my face with that drama I´ll kill your fuckin´ mama.

Iller than a postal worker born to murder,

suckas in my face with that bullshit die quick.

It´s Bizarra, ha, cause mad horror,

it´s the dusted world of Bizarra.

High on acid the ghetto bastard,

yo punk I´ll put your ass in a casket.

You in a world of shit fuckin with the Syndicate,

We pack full clips and then we´re done with it.

Come with it we get it on yo, you ain´t lastin,

demolishin the demolishion.

Piss on your grave a killin craze.

In your town right now on any stage.

Who the fuck are you? Trying ta diss my crew?

Who dies tonight bitch? - You!

My way!

I will do what I choose,

and if I loose

Well then I loose, my way!

This is my fuckin´ life,

and if I die

Well then I die, my way!

[Nata]

BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB - Whatever Happened To My Rock'N'Roll Song

Spoken: 1...2...3...4!

You want a part of me

You want the whole thing

You want to feel something more than I could ever bring

You want it badly

You want it tangled

I want to feel something more than I was strangled

I fell in love with the sweet sensation

I gave my heart to a simple chord

I gave my soul to a new religion

Whatever happened to you?

Whatever happened to our rock'n'roll?

Whatever happened to my rock'n'roll?

She wants it hallow

She wants it tainted

She wants to feel something more than she was naked

You want to hide away

You're scared to touch it

I want to feel something more than I care to take

I fell in love with the sweet sensation

I gave my heart to a simple chord

I gave my soul to a new religion

Whatever happened to you?

Whatever happened to our rock'n'roll?

Whatever happened to my rock'n'roll?

She wants your image

She wants your kiss

She wants to get inside your head and tell it like it is

You want it badly

You want it so completele

I want to feel something more cos I can't f***in' breathe

I fell in love with the sweet sensation

I gave my heart to a simple chord

I gave my soul to a new religion

Whatever happened to you?

Whatever happened to our rock'n'roll?

Whatever happened to my rock'n'roll?

:yea2: ... :kva2: ... :yea2: ... :kva2:

[Nata]

SOUTH PARK ... :P ... "Chocolate Salty Balls"

Two Tablespoons of cinnamon, and 2 or 3 eggwhites

Half a stick of butter, meeeelted..

Stick it all in a bowl baby, Stir it with a wooden spoon

Mix in a Cup of Flour, you'll be in heaven soon

Say everybody have you seen my balls?

They're big and salty and brown

If you ever need a quick Pick-me-up

Just stick my balls in your mouth!

Ooh, suck on my chocolate salty balls,

Stick em in your mouth and suck em!

Suck on my Chocolate Salty balls

they're packed full of vitamins, and good for you,

So suck on My balls!

Quarter cup of unsweeted chocolate, and half cup of brandy

Then throw in a bag or two of sugar, and just a pinch of vanilla

Grease up the cookiesheet, cos i hate when my balls stick

Then Preheat the oven to 350°, and give that spoon a lick

Say everybody have you seen my balls?

They're big and salty and brown

If you ever need a quick Pick me up

Just stick my balls in your mouth...

Suck on my chocolate salty balls

Stick em in your mouth and suck em!

Suck on my Chocolate Salty balls

they're packed full of goodness, high in Fibre

Suck on My balls!

[sniff sniff] Hey, wait a minute, what's that smell?

Smells like something burning

Well, that don't confront me none

As long as I get my rent paid on the Friday.

Baby you'd better get back in the Kitchen..

Cos i've gotta Sneaking Suspicion..

Oh man baby, baby! You just burnt my balls!

Someone help me, my balls are on fire!

Get some ice baby! My balls are Burning!

Get some water, pour some water on me!

My Balls are burning!

Help me, Blow on em, Blow on em, do something!

Ooh, suck on my chocolate salty balls

Stick em in your mouth and suck em!

Suck on my Chocolate Salty balls

Put em out baby, Blow em!

Suck on my balls, baby! Suck on my balls Baby!

Suck on my red hot, salty, chocolate balls

Put em out baby, hoo, hoo

Suck on my balls...

:naughty: ... :devil: ... :yea2: ... :naughty:

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SOUTH PARK ... :P .... "Kyle's Mom Is A Stupid Bitch!"

Well, Kyle's mom is a bitch, she's a big fat bitch,

She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world

She's a mean old bitch if there ever was a bitch,

She's a bitch to all the boys and girls

On Monday she's a bitch, on Tuesday she's a bitch

On Wednesday through Saturday she's a bitch

Then on Sunday, just to be different,

She's a Super-King-Kamehameha Beeyatch

Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom,

She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world

She's a mean old bitch and she has stupid hair

She's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch,

She's a stupid bitch!

Kyle's mom's a bitch, and she's just a dirty bitch!

Kyle's mom...is a...biiiitch! Tchah!

:kva2: ... :yea2: ... :devil: ... :yea2:

Popravljeno Januar 26, 2004. Popravil Nata

[Freemanx]

GLUHA LOZA - mal dolgo ampak zanimivo

Krošnjarja Pavleta je dobro poznala vsa Bela in dolenjska in še marsikatera druga krajina. Mož je izkusil po svetu veliko neprijetnega in hudega, ali tako strašnih reči ni videl in doživel nikjer kakor v "Gluhi lozi" na Gorjancih. Zgovorni starec mi je povedal to dogodbo takole:

"Mislil sem iti zopet na Nemško, kakor smo mi dejali, ali na Kvakarsko, kakor govori naš mlajši rod. Dva dobra znanca in nekdanja tovariša sta me spremila do Štreklovcev. Bil je vroč poleten dan in nedelja. Krošnjarji se odvadijo radi božje službe. Brez maše smo šli v Štreklovcih pit. Jedi se je malo dobilo, vino pa je bilo prijetno in srkali smo ga v slast od sedmih do desetih. Koliko bokalov smo ga udušili, ne pomnim, to pa dobro vem, da ga je bilo zjutraj preveč. V pijači se domisli človek vsake neumnosti. Tovariš mi je rekel: 'Pavle, narediva stavo! Jaz pravim, da ti nimaš toliko srca, da bi se drznil mahniti čez Gorjance kar od tukaj, brez ceste, čez hribe in goščave. Vem, da se bojiš Gluhe loze, ker pravijo Kranjci, da tako straši.' Mene so te besede razžalile in vnele. Dejal sem: 'Tu je roka! Gluhe loze se boje babe, ne pa jaz. Stava velja! Če jo dobim, kar se bo gotovo zgodilo, mi boš dal desetak. Navlekli smo se ga; čas je, da se poslovimo in ločimo. Čez Gorjance jo bom udaril kar precej, da me boš sam videl, če boš hotel.'

Tovariš je bil zadovoljen. Ko smo se o stavi še bolj natanko pomenili, smo plačali račun, se poljubili in pozdravili in šli vsaksebi, jaz na levo, onadva na desno, nazaj proti Črnomlju.

Iz Štreklovcev sem se dvignil ravno ob desetih. Bil sem takrat mnogo mlajši in močnejši nego zdaj, pa sem dirjal kakor jelen. Ob enajstih, vsaj ne dosti kasneje, sem stal že na Gorjancih. Pred sabo sem videl globoko nižavo, za njo precej visok hrib, za hribom pa le nizke griče in hosto. Na zadnjem griču se je svetila kapiteljska cerkev novomeška. Po kratkem oddihanju sem rekel: 'Hajdimo dalje!' V dolino sem prišel, da nisem vedel kdaj. Potem je šlo zopet v goro, na tisti precej visoki hrib. Takrat sem se nekaj zamislil v svojo malo trgovino, pri katerem kupcu bi jemal blago, kam bi ga nosil naprodaj in v druge take reči. Ko sem se teh misli iznebil in se začel znova ozirati, sem se silno začudil, pa tudi ustrašil. Svet okoli mene se je bil ves spremenil. Iz enega hriba se jih je naredilo deset, dvajset in še več. Stali so, kamor sem pogledal, in za njimi so molele še višje gore. Nad Štreklovci je ptičev vse mrgolelo. Peli in žvižgali so liščki, kosi, kalini, konopljenke in še brez števila drugih. Koder sem pa zdaj hodil, ni bilo čuti ne enega glasa. Bilo je mrtvo in tiho kakor v grobu. Od groze me je spreletavala zdaj zima, zdaj vročina. Rad bi se bil vrnil, pa nisem vedel, ne kod ne kam. Lezel sem počasno dalje kakor kak izgubljenec. Zdaj nisem mogel več dvomiti, da sem zablodil v Gluho lozo, v tako hosto, kamor se ne sliši noben zvon, v hosto, katere ni posvetila ne noga nedolžnega otroka ne molitev spokorjenega grešnika, v tisti nesrečni kraj, ki ni prejel nikoli božjega blagoslova in božje milosti.

Grozovito me je zmotila in zapeljala moja brezumna predrznost! Na vsakem koraku so se mi množile strahote in prikazni, kakršnih nisem videl poprej nikjer, ne na slovenski ne na nemški zemlji, in stopale so predme, le pomislite, po belem dnevu, katerega, pravijo, da se vsi strahovi boje. Če sem pogledal proti jasnemu nebu, je viselo nad mano žalostno, krvavo sonce, ki me je žgalo v glavo kakor sam peklenski ogenj. Ko sem povesil oči, sem zapazil novo čudo: izgubil sem senco! Brez sence in hlada je stala tudi loza okoli mene. Moralo je biti nekaj čez poldne, pa so zijali name s skal in dreves čuki in sove, kakor da je polnoči. Deževalo že ni cel mesec, po razpokanih tleh pa so se plazili gnusni močeradi kakor po kakem velikem nalivu. Po ti hosti, mislim, da še ni pela nikoli sekira, in vendar je bila vsa pokvečena, škrambolasta, nagnjena in polomljena. Stal je tu hrast, tam bukev, gaber, javor, klen, ali vsako drevo je imelo črne veje kakor da so ožgane in polne trnja, ki me je neprenehoma prijemalo in zbadalo. Pa kako grdo, sivo in napikano je bilo perje. Take žalosti nisem videl nikoli, niti pozno v jesen. Če sem potipal kako pero, med prsti se mi je zmelo in zdrobilo, kakor da je suho. To se je godilo, da ne pozabim povedati, sredi rožnika! Ali to še ni nič, prišle so mi na ogled veliko hujše reči. Po tleh so ležale sem ter tja človeške roke, noge in druge kosti, vse raztrgane in krvave, kakor da so jih oglodali ravnokar volkovi. Iz razpoke v skalovju je režala vame mrtvaška glava! Na tenki vejici je viselo za rdečo žilico gnusno zateklo oko. Na drugo oko sem skoraj stopil. Ko sem odskočil in ga jel bolj natanko ogledovati, se je izpremenilo -- v živega polža! Od vseh strani so se mi pačili grdi obrazi kakor predpustne šeme. Če sem se ozrl na desno, so odskočili na levo; če sem pogledal na levo, so mi nagajali na pol vidni in na pol nevidni na desni strani. V vsakem grmu je tičala rogata, črna glavica, ki mi je molela jezik. Če sem bliže stopil, se je izprevrgla v suho grčo ali pa v kolenčasto korenino.

Tako me je strašilo dobro uro in še več, pa sem začel misliti: za božjo voljo, to vendar ni mogoče, da bi bila Gluha loza tako prostorna: Cerkve so v Rožnem dolu, Lazah, Uršnih selih, Pod gradom, na Ljubnem in v Cerovcu. Od nekod bi se moral že vendar kak zvon čuti. Kaj ko bi hodil jaz po hudi zmoti zmerom v okoliš, ne pa naravnost proti Novemu mestu? Da spoznam resnico, sem privezal za vejo bel trak in sem jel korakati potem naprej med drevjem po stari stezi. Lahko si mislite, kako sem ostrmel, ko sem prišel že čez pet minut nazaj do traka! Hu, visela je na njem debela kaplja krvi! Ali zdaj sem se preveril, da se doslej že dolgo nisem pomikal več naprej, nego venomer naokoli! Precej sem zapustil stezo in okrenil v goščavo, naj že pridem, kamor hočem. Kmalu zagledam prelaz in za njim nizko, okroglo, prelepo zeleno dolinico. Okoli nje so štrlele visoke, črne pečine; v sredini dolca pa je rasla cvetoča lipa. Ko sem dospel v dolino, so se mi prikazale tri reči, ki so mi nov strah obudile. Pred nekoliko trenutki sem bil še brez sence, zdaj vidite, sem je imel preveč, ležala je okoli in okoli mene, bila je tedaj okrogla! Po vrhu pečin je bilo zagrnjeno nekaj belega, ki se je gibalo sem ter tja, kakor da se suše velikanske rjuhe in jih napihuje in pridviguje položen veter. Zrak je bil drugače tako miren, da se nobena bilka ni ganila, na lipi je pa v vejah tako vršalo kakor v sivem oblaku, preden se začne usipati toča.

Ali dasiravno sem se nekoliko bal, sem šel vendarle pod lipo in se ulegel v gosto grivino, da se odpočinem. Od truda in vročine so se mi oči kmalu sprijele, ali trdno zaspati mi ni bilo mogoče. Ležal sem omamljen in kakor otopel brez čuta in misli kakih deset minut. Potem pa so se zaslišali lahki koraki, ki so se lipi od raznih strani bližali in se nedaleč od mene strnili in jeli vrteti okoli lipe. Obenem pa se oglasi petje, tako sladko in milo petje, kakršnega moja ušesa še nikoli niso čula. Slišal sem dostikrat ubrane, preumetno zvoneče glasove v dunajskih in monakovskih cerkvah. Radostno sem poslušal lepe pesmi slovenskih dijakov, še radostneje pa čisto prepevanje edine deklice, ki me je na tem svetu zmotila. Ali vsi ti glasovi niso bili nič, prav nič proti tistemu petju, katero mi je donelo na ušesa v Gluhi lozi pod košato lipo. Tako pojo morda nebeški angeli, ali človeškemu grlu ni bila podarjena ta slast in milina.

Ali zdaj pa čujte še eno čudo, ki je bilo zadnje, zame pa najstrašnejše. Mene dobro petje neizrečeno gane in prevzame. Nobena druga reč me na svetu tako ne veseli, niti godba. Zdi se mi, da mi vzrastejo peruti in da bi lahko zletel pod oblake kakor škrjanec. Pesmi, katere sem slišal pod lipo, pa so me stiskale in dušile, da mi je kar sapo jemalo. Obhajala me je taka žalost in obupnost kakor še nikoli ne, kar sem na svetu. Bil sem neskončno bolan, slab in nesrečen. Najrajši bi bil umrl. Huje, mislim, da ne more biti niti pogubljenim dušam v peklu. Pridvignil sem glavo, da bi videl, čigavi so ti glasovi, ki zapirajo sapo in me more tako nemilo. Ali gledati mi je biio težko, strašno težko. Pred očmi se mi je vlekla črna megla, po kateri so švigale ognjene strele. Bleščalo se mi je tako silno, da nisem razločil nič drugega kakor čeveljce, ki so poskakovali mimo mene. Čeveljci so bill spleteni iz pisanih gadov! O tem pogledu je kar kri v meni zaostala. Šele zdaj se mi je razjasnila prava resnica. Tako obuvalo nosijo vražje vile. Spoznal sem, da se nahajam v vilinskem kolu in da poslušam omotljivo vilinsko petje. Spreletele so me vse človeške groze, ali tisti trenutek mi je vdihnil Bog tudi dobro misel, ki me je rešila peklenske sile. Pobožno sem se prekrižal in začel moliti angelsko češčenje, katero sem bil na potu, ne čuvši zvona, zanemaril.

Ko sem končal molitev, so padle z mene hipoma vse stiske in težave. Zdrav in vesel sem skočil kvišku in se oziral zopet po znanem svetu. Videl sem lepi Ljubenski hrib in na njem prijazno cerkev sv. Vida. Vile in vsa druga strašila Gluhe loze so izginile, kakor da bi se bile v zemljo vdrle. Prehuda vročina je ponehala, ker je začel pihati hladni sever. Poleg sebe sem zagledal z velikim veseljem svojo ljubo senco, ki je bila zdaj zopet taka, kakor mi jo je Bog dal. Brez neprilike sem korakal po gošči. V eni uri sem prišel na cesto, v dveh urah potem pa v Novo mesto, kamor sem bil namenjen. Kakor vidite, sem dobil stavo, ali nisem hotel vzeti ne krajcarja.

Moja povest je taka, to sam vem, da ji ni lahko verjeti. Morebiti se ji boste smejali. Jaz nisem lažnivec, ali na vero vas ne morem siliti. Pa recite kar hočete, to mi morate potrditi vi in vsak pošten človek, da Bog ima še zmerom pravico in moč, grešnike kaznovati, in da je nedelja za to ustvarjena, da kristjan moli in Bogu služi, ne pa da pijančuje že na tešče in se poteplje kakor preganjana zver po samotnih brlogih in neznanih gozdih."

[BC]

si mal temo falu?

[Pervy]

Little Wing

Jimi Hendrix

Well she's walking through the clouds

with a circus mind

that's running wild

Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams

and fairly tales,

That's all she ever thinks about...

Riding the wind

When I'm sad she comes to me

with a thousand smiles

she gives to me free

It's alright, she says,

it's alright,

Take anything you want from me,

anything.

Fly on, little wing.

[Nata]

RAMBO AMADEUS - prijatelju, prijatelju ... marš u pičko materino ...

[Biba]

Forever Not Yours

A-Ha

Hold me tight

This is a lonely night

And I've hurt you baby

Because you are my light

Make me strong

Just like you make me weak

When your hands reach out for me

Even in your sleep

I'll soon be gone now

Forever not yours

It won't be long now

Forever not yours

Memories they keep coming through

The good ones hurt more

Than the bad ones do

The days were high

And the nights were deep

And I miss you baby

I miss you baby

I'll soon be gone now

Forever not yours

It won't be long now

Forever not yours

I'll soon be gone now

It won't be long now

Forever not

Forever not yours

I'll soon be gone now

Forever not yours

It won't be long now

Forever not yours

I'll soon be gone now

Forever not yours

It won't be long now

Forever not yours

[kekec III]

EKS ZA EX-LJUBICO

Danes nabral si bom želodec poln omame

in čakal, čakal, da objame me!

Odšla je ženska in za njo žalujem!

Namesto solza tolažbo potrebujem!

Potikam se iz oštarije v oštarijo,

jih tolk je, da od hoje noge me bolijo!

Pa kaj, če bom zapil kar celo plačo?

Kaj mi bo dnar? Jaz rabim dans pijačo!

En liter, dva litra, trije litri, pir in žganje ...

Eks za ex-ljubiCco! Za ljubezen! Eks za stare sanje!

In pijem, pijem, vse kar imajo,

zlijem vase, karkol mi dajo!

Pamet mi pravi: Hej pazi malo!

Srce pa: "Pij ga, četud te bo pobralo!"

En liter ...

Ves svet vrti, vrti se kot za stavo,

srce nabija mi alkohol v glavo!

A čutim, da v meni raste sila!

Ne na žalost, ne boš me danes zvila!

En liter ...

Popolni temi se približujem,

le kje je ona, pijano se sprašujem.

Morda na Dunaju, morda v Parizu?

Oj, delirij moj, vsaj ti si blizu!

En liter ...

Ko sem pijan, ne obžalujem!

Ne! Ko sem pijan žensk ne potrebujem! Ne, ne!

Utopim v želodcu svojo rano,

mi je vseeno, vseeno kaj bo z mano!

En liter ...

[kekec III]

Z L O P O Č A S

Pivo sem naroču v oštariji ob treh.

“Dons se bom napil!” sem sklenu,bil sem čist na tleh.

B’la je ura pol deset ponoč,ko sem ga spil,ker:Jaz pijem z’lo počas.

Me zmerjal je en huligan,takoj sem šel v napad,

z levo sem zamahnu,z desno ga prijel za vrat.

Celo uro sem ga držal,a le enkrat vžgal,ker:Jaz tepem z’lo počas.

Ženske nimam, k’terokol dobim,me kmal pusti,

več kot teden dni pr' men nobena ne vzdrži.

Z mano zadovoljne so podnev, ponoč pane, ker:Jaz božam zlo počas.

Da b’ zaslužu dnar,harmonko sem igrat začel,

kmalu me za veselico eden je najel.

Blo je dost ljudi,a čist nobeden plesal ni,ker:Jaz špilam zlo počas.

Kadarkol pogreb zagledam,me srce boli,

krsta,venci,sprevod,godba.....vse to zlo hiti.

Si ne morem kaj,da neb zadrl se kot zdaj:na glas;PEJTE BOLJ POČAS

[kekec III]

INDIJA

Ne pusti jim prostosti!

Ne pusti jim vseh besed!

Če pa dobijo bitko

pozabi na ves svoj svet!

Ne klanjaj se postavam!

To pot gostiš ti ta ples!

Ne glej zdaj, kdo je glavni!

To zdaj si ti...

Pomlad dežela nova,

za njih pravice tu ni,

kjer strelski vod in zanka,

zastreta vsak pogled

teh, ki jim ni prostosti.

Bili so strah in trepet.

Dokaži kdo je glavni!

živi na svoji ravni,

če ne v boj...

[Biba]

Ostani djubre do kraja

Riblja corba

Dok stojim za sankom delimicno pijan

Mrzeci pomalo i sebe i druge

Ubijam lagano konjak, cigarete,

Prijatelje dobre, moje verne sluge

Nisam od onih koji cvile

Vise te nemam i sta tu mogu

Ja cu se posle odvuci kuci

Samo da popijem jos jednu s nogu

Znam, necu moci jos dugo da zaspim

Beskrajno duge, proklete noci

Kako su pogresni dani bez tebe

Tu mi ni pice ne moze pomoci

Nisi valjda luda da se stidis

Sto si me prognala istocno od raja

Bar se nasmesi kada me vidis

Ostani djubre do kraja.

[bubamara]

DAVE GAHAN-DIRTY STICKY FLOORS

Waiting for the last time

For my friend to change my mind

Waiting for the last drop

Seems like a long long time

Maybe I should go back home

I'll sit and wait right by the phone

Praying over the porcelain throne

On my dirty sticky floor

Ask me what I want

Easy that's just more

How long will I wait for you

Twice as long as I did before

Standing in the freezing snow

Maybe you left I just don't know

I'll soon be lying on my own

On some dirty sticky floor

I hope no one can see me

The tin man says I'm doing fine

That lion ain't gonna get me

See that gun right there it's mine

I've painted a face where I burnt the floor

Now the face has become my devil's door

Laying in the back room

On my dirty sticky floor

On my dirty sticky

:kva2: :kva2:

[Nata]

FUGAZI - Waiting Room

I am a patient boy

I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait

My time is like water down a drain

Everybody's moving,

Everything is moving

Please don't leave me to remain

In the waiting room

I don't want the news

I'm not a part of it

I don't want the news

I have no use for it

Sitting outside of town

Everybody's always down

Because... they can't get up

But I don't sit idly by

I'm planning a big surprise

I'm gonna fight for what I want to be

I won't make the same mistakes

Because I know how much time that wastes

Function is the key

In the waiting room

:yea2: ... :kva2: ... :yea2: ... :kva2: