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Zbogom, majstore...

[petko]

 

Gary Moore and Phil Lynott - Out in the Fields



It doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right

It makes no difference if you're black or if you're white

All men are equal till the victory is won

No colour or religion ever stopped a bullet from a gun.

Out in the fields - the fighting has begun

Out on the streets - they're falling one by one

Out from the skies - a thousand more wiII die each day

Death is just a heartbeat away.

It doesn't matter if you're left or to the right

Don't try to hide behind the cause for which you fight

There'll be no prisollers taken wheIl the day is done.
No flag or uniform ever stopped a bullet from a gun.
Out in the fields - the fighting has begun
. . .

There's no communication
no one to take the blame.
The cries of ev'ry nation have fallen on deaf ears again.

Out in the fields - out in the fields -
they are falling one by one.
Out in the fields -
no flag has ever stopped a bullet from a gun.
Death is just a heartbeat away.
Out in the fields - a heartbeat away

Out in the fields - death is just a heartbeat away

Out in the fields - a heartbeat away - out in the fields.

Out in the fields - the fighting has begun

Out on the streets - they're falling one by one

Out from the skies - a thousand more will die each day - out!

[James-Lucas-Scott]

Savrseno!!!

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[dakyorlando]

R.I.P.

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[outside]

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[nebojsa66]

 

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[delrey]

 

[RedHead]

   

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[petko]

Proces - Beirut '83 Ona ima samo 10 godina Ali ipak ide ide i puca Ostaviće život u rupi asfalta Na ulicama Beiruta Beirut osamdeset treće On mrtav leži pod ruševinama Mrtav on i mrtvi milioni Sa osmehom na usnama Za komad zemlje koji ne postoji Beirut osamdeset treće Izmučene ruke u Al-ansaru Pružaju se u nebo Tela se ruše pred sivim zidom U rukama izgužvana slika vođe Beirut osamdeset treće Eksploziv raznosi mladost Eksploziv raznosi san Ples smrti između bodljikavih žica I uništeni snovi jednog klinca

Proces - Subotica Na ulici sam rođen Na ulici živim, na ulici trunem Pljujem na šminku, živim za sebe Gledam lažni sjaj u rukama drugih Subotica - grad samoubica Subotica - grad dosadan i siv Subotica - grad osušenih suza Subotica - grad Subotica spava Pijani grad smrdi i plače Šverceri kurve samoubice Ulicom teče moja krv Lažni osmeh trula šminka Alkohol i droga, pojebane kurve Kroniki umiru po stanici i parku Kreteni se smeju

 

[petko]

The Mission - Mr. Pleasant



Oh, mr pleasant, how is mrs pleasant?
I hope the world is treating you right and your head’s in the air
And you’re feeling so proud ’cos you’re such a success
Cos the whole wide world is on your side, hey hey

How are you today? people say mr pleasant’s good, mr pleasant’s kind
Mr pleasant’s ok, mr pleasant don’t mind
As long as mr pleasant’s alright, hey hey

How are you today? how’s your father? how’s your mother
How’s your sister? how’s your brother?
How’s your brand new limousine? 24 inch tv screen?
Do you like prosperity more than you like poverty?

Life is easier, so much easier, life is easier, now

Oh mr pleasant, how is mrs pleasant? did you know she was flirting
Around with a lovely young man? and he’s taking her out, when you
Have to work late
So it’s not so pleasant after all, hey hey

How are you today? people say mr pleasant’s good, mr pleasant’s kind
Mr pleasant’s ok, mr pleasant don’t mind
As long as mr pleasant’s alright, hey hey

How are you today? la la la.....
As long as mr pleasant’s alright, hey hey

 

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