Anchors & chains

hey if someone's with her
please pal let me go
but if she sleeps alone
then let me in

I'll tell her that stoned I came
for I hate wastin' time
unless I'm ready
and handsome enough to turn her on

(back from the dark to dawn
as the blessing shines upon you
as the blessing shines all around)

yeah I'm like a whore
supported on a stick
don't stop playing tricks
aren't they all so sweet

free those anchors and chains
set your full canvans flying
it's me who's crying
sail out on your trades again

(and late much later
humidity falls on a turkish town
on tiny boxes with spotted facades
and the constantly turned on lights
below the canal district's ladies of the evening
all our friends have died long ago
before they got their big chance
there's only the two of us
left to go trough all that shit
together)

Atlantis

jednom davno koliko davno teško je reć
(možda manje nego što se zna)
pričali su mudrom solonu
o nestalom otoku
i mutnom moru za plovidbu
(iza pilarovih stuba negdje u atlantiku)
zar su onda kiše pale
da bi sad ti varedi
svoj neizbježni grah
njegovao dvorac starosjedilac
jer u jednom užasu potopljeni listom
bijahu svi bez razlike
(uključujući i tebe)
nema sumnje da atlantis
mimo naših potreba
božji mir uživa
i zato kaja
volim te
dolje gaće
molim te
da ti vidam neutronku opojnu
da ti turim finu dozu razornu

Azra

Kraj tanana šadrvana
gde žubori voda živa
šetala se svakog dana
sultanova ćerka mila

Svakog dana jedno ropče
stajalo kraj šadrvana
kako vrijeme prolazilo
momče blijeđe blijeđe bilo

Pitala ga jednog dana
sultanova kćerka mila
kazuj ropše odakle si
iz plemena kojega si

Ja se zovem Štulić Džoni
iz plemena starih azra
što za ljubav glavu gube
i umiru kada ljube.

Baby, baby

can I sit beside you
and see the beauty of your smile
let me put my arms around you
I just wanna use o little of your time

and I'm going
baby want you be my girl

your eyes are so pretty
and the clothes you wear they're so fine
I want you to came around to my place
I just wanna use a little of your time

and I'm going
baby want you be my girl

Balegari ne vjeruju sreći

keep away by any means
from my lovely stay away
if you want to reach
enough for your survival
stay away till morning brings
the need for me to come
keep away for some will surely die

što te tišti noćas moja draga
pun je mjesec izašao sam
možda me se pritom još i sjećaš
ne bi znao reći to ni sam

drugi su se grebali za tebe
ja ti nisam nimalo na djelu bio jak
da su stari očaju nerazumni bili
tad znali bi što znači biti mlad

balegari ne vjeruju sreći
njihova je tuga golema

ne razumiješ zato kažeš neću
daj da samo ovom pridodam kraj

 Bankrupt, mama

mama
do you know how she kisses
do you know how she's skinning me
it doesn't matter mama

what I earn I spend
what I get I lose
I'm totally bankrupt
mama

there're days when I'm alone
there're days when I wander
when I'm sad
mama

I look for her at the station
I look for her in the street
but I'm not successful mama

my nights are long and heavy
my nights are especially hard
nights are just like her face
full of desire

Bed rok

pomislio si
on ne more ostvarit sve tvoje najdivljije snove
malo si se prešo
radiš s rizbom

kada ljubim
ja gubim glavu
ja gubim lice
ja gubim živce
ali ti
hladna kao led
traćiš moje vreme
provodiš se

sad odlazim
ne znam gdje
al' sve je ko pre

bed rok
ja živim živim za bed rok
uh čovijek moj život je bed rok

Better days

communism's dead and gone
refugees are living on the breadline
hoping for better days

coming in from hungary
Czech poles and Albany
riding the train to germany

we are waiting on the borderline
sleeping in the railway station
waiting for a better time

nothing ventured nothing gained
everybody take the strain
try to see clearly trough a misty haze

this is just a passing phase
soon there will be better days
not like the ones we live today

I am not to blame
just a pawn in this game
moving slowly forwards and back again

(we must carry further on)

we are waiting on the borderline
sleeping in the railway station
waiting for a better time

all I have is what I take
brings me nearer to may fake
wrapped up in a plastic bag

communism's dead and gone
refugees are living on the breadline
hoping for better days

 Bez mene

Često ljubav tako prelazi
neosjetno preko večeri
u svetloplavom bojom usana
hladan pogled iznad ramena
i opreznost do novog susreta

Ne trudi se da budeš jedina
ne trudi se da budeš jedina
mrtva lica sjajno vladaju
jezikom teško razumljivim
i tu nema mjesta za tebe

A kad suze igraju
razlozi se povlače
pred iskušenjem da se zaboravi
i da borba nikad ne
ne ugasi proljeće u tvom srcu
i da uspiješ
bez mene

Big bang

želje ti božo gramzivost daju
rekli bi svinja si
muguće božo osjećaš stravu
pršut si zapamti
da li te opravdava my friend
to što su ti oči veće od mogućnosti
treba ti lova
kradi od svoga
i još da ti popušim
sužene su ti božo mogućnosti

ako itko ikada
napiše pjesmu nad pjesmama
(to će biti pjesma)
o srazu ljudskih bića
i poganih svinja
(sjeme im se zatrilo)
postaće besmrtan
jer netko se opako našalio
stavljajući nas na isto mjesto
i dajući na toliko toga sličnog
moj bože toliko toga sličnog
(helada se još nije oporavila)

ako itko ikada
spjeva pjesmu nad pjesmama
ako itko ikada učini