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If there is Paradise or Heaven
And if by any chance I get there
And if I find you by His throne
I'll run away anywhere, anywhere
If there is Paradise or Heaven
And all the things you said are true
I'll go with cynics, I’ll go with lefties
And leave the whole place for you
If there is Paradise or Heaven
If there is Paradise or Heaven...
If there is Paradise or Heaven
With church, cops, and businesman
Just shoot me and send me back to Earth
And I will make same mistakes again
If there is Paradise or Heaven
If there is Paradise or Heaven....
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Nema pljačke, nema krvi
03:31
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Zar još želiš da znaš?
Zar ti je stvarno stalo?
Ko stoji iza svega?
ko se krije iza svega?
U banana - republici
svi stoje pod jednom šljivom
i nema pljačke i kraj i nema krvi i kraj
i samo daj, daj, daj, daj!
Nećemo se smiriti!
Nećemo nikad stati!
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Would you like to be crucified?
It ain’t hard to do
One nail for each hand
And one for feet, too
Would you like to be burned to stake
Jean D'Arc on bonefire
There will be no mistake
turn to smoke - fly much higher
Would you like to be
Would you like to be crucified?
On silver screen it’s so easy
To die for the noble cose
For soda and something greasy
for moron picking his nose
oh, Lord, it's so easy
And we’ll make money again
So please don’t be bothered
And you'll see there is no pain
In being hung, drawn and quartered
Would you like to be
Would you like to be crucified?
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Questions
02:20
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Questions of life and death
Everything else is obsolete
Questions of love and hate
Keep us safe from the street
Audience is elsewhere….
Please, lock me in!
Let’s start revolution
And betray it!
Let’s start revolution
Let’s betray it!
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Ja sam programiran
02:52
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Ja sam programiran
kad sam strejt il stondiran
Ja sam programiran
On zna šta sanjam ja
belog jednoroga
on zna šta sanjate vi...
Koga je briga?
Nikoga!
Koga je danas briga?!
Ja se mogu pobuniti
ali će odmah saznati
ja se mogu pobuniti
ali će odmah saznati
Revolucija je trejdmark
i puna špijuna
kad zamuknu svi
tad nastaje pobuna
Koga je danas briga?
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Koga briga za tvoja bedna osećanja?
Koga briga što smo na lopati Pere Ložača?
Ljudi ti zabiju nož u srce
lagano okrenu par puta
Uživaju dok ti život
beži na oči
A onda odu u pozorište
I plaču i odlaze utešeni
Jer su dobri i osećajni
I daju prosjaku pet para
I velikodušni su
I jebeš tvoj krvavi leš!
A zašto to rade?
ZATO ŠTO MOGU!
A peć je već blizu
I guta sve bez razlike
I plamenovi ližu naša stopala
I ko će sad da se buni?
Koga briga
Za tvoje bedna osećanja,
Reci ti meni?
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7. |
Diktatorov park
01:48
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Ja sam zvezda
ja sam kvazar
ja sam Azer
ja sam Hazar
Ja sam špijun
ja sam gazda
ostajem tu
uvek i vazda
Ovaj park je moj
Hajde, deco, igrajte se!
I ovaj park je moj!
Hajde deco, igrajte se sad!
Stiskam pesnicu
stiskam mozak
pucam kao kauboj
sečem kao kozak
Ti si krotak
ti pokoran
ti si bolestan
jer nisi otporan
na novac
I ti ćeš biti moj
pa ćemo se igrati
I ti ćeš biti moj
pa ćemo se igrati
po vasceli dan
samo ti i ja!
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Drinking No More
02:48
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Drinking no more
No aenesthetycs I say
Drinking no more
Cause there is no other way
To walk through this life
Not being stoned?
Drinking no more
Drinking no more
I pledged myself to boredom
Drinking no more
Cause freedom is hard word
Drinking no more
To be swallowed
With dry mouth
Drinking no more
No more poetry and self pitty
No more...and I am sober an guilty
As charged
Drinking no more
No aenesthetycs I say
Drinking no more
Cause there is no easy way
To walk through this life
Not being stoned?
Drinking no more
No more poetry and self pitty
No more...and I am sober an guilty
As charged
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Trip To Damascus
03:36
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Took a trip to Damascus
On a long and dusty track
Checked in the best hotel
Hired guns guard your back
It was cramped and dirty
Room service didn't exist
Outside Allah was moaning
For someone who won't be missed
Outside were gods and beasts
Outside whole world was frying
You said its just historical process
So let's just keep denying
You finnish one war
Just to start another
thine foe in morning
Shalt be thine brother
In the evening....
Steal from Peter
And give it to Paul
Trip to Damascus
Didn't change you at all
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Alek Novak Београд, Serbia
Guitarist-songwriter from Belgrade, experimenting with music genres, from blues to indie and with items, form dark corners of soul to social issues. Welcome to Belgrade!
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