U ovom delu foruma je vec jako mnogo pesama koje zasluzuju epitet poezije, ali mislim da postoje i jos neke koje zasluzuju da budu pomenute, koje nisu umetnicki vredne, ali koje isto tako imaju neku poruku. Mislim na komicne tekstove pesama. Za pocetak predstavljam mnogima nepoznatu kanadsku grupu "Three Dead Trolls in a Baggie" (zaista se zovu tako! )
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The Canada Song
Between the ice caps of the north pole,
and the states of America,
there is a country in the middle that is known as Canada
Where the natives are all happy,
and the lakes are fresh and clean,
there is no unemployment,
and no one is mean.
In the summer there's no mosquitos,
and the winters are never cold.
There is no clear-cut logging,
and no ozone hole.
Oh Canada, your leaders are so swell.
In Canada, no one ever goes to Hell.
No criminals or taxes, and Visa never phones.
Elvis is alive in Moosejaw, but we leave him alone (thankyouverymuch)
'cause we're in Canada, whose army is so strong.
In Canada, no one has to mow their lawn!
No waiting for the busses, no standing in a line.
The banks are all nonprofit, and the dollar moves at
ninety-nine point nine nine nine nine nine nine (That's American, ya know)
So shout Canada (Canada!)
The courts are always fair.
So shout Canada (Canada!)
Whose mechanics never ever swear
(Oh, I put my finger on the darned manifold, ooh, that's hot!)
The rednecks and the hippies live in perfect harmony,
growing wheat and marijuana together, hydroponically.
Nobody has pimples, and the skies are all so clear,
and when Jesus Christ comes back to Earth,
I know he'll be born here.
The phone line's never busy, and you're never put on hold,
Canada's a country carved entirely from gold.
Oh in Canada, everyone says please.
In Canada, no one ever cuts the cheese.
Oh Canada, Oh Canadaaaa
The country of love is the country for me
Canada...
starts with a "C".
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The War of 1812
Oh, come back, proud Canadians
To before you had TV,
No hockey night in Canada,
There was no CBC (Oh, my God!).
In 1812, Madison was mad,
He was the president, you know
Well, he thought he’d tell the British where they ought to go
He thought he’d invade Canada,
He thought that he was tough
Instead we went to Washington....
And burned down all his stuff!
And the White House burned, burned, burned,
And we’re the one’s that did it!
It burned, burned, burned,
While the president ran and cried.
It burned, burned, burned,
And things were very historical.
And the Americans ran and cried like a bunch of little babies
Waa waa waah!
In the War of 1812!
Now some hillbillies from Kentucky,
Dressed in green and red,
Left home to fight in Canada,
But they returned home dead
It’s the only war the Yankees lost, except for Vietnam
And also the Alamo... and the Bay of... ham.
The loser was America,
The winner was ourselves,
So join right in and gloat about the War of 1812
And the White House burned, burned, burned,
And we’re the one’s that did it!
It burned, burned, burned,
While the president ran and cried.
It burned, burned, burned,
And things were very historical.
And the Americans ran and cried like a bunch of little babies
Waa waa waah!
In the War of 1812!
In 1812, we were just sittin’ around,
Mindin’ our own business, puttin’ crops into the ground.
We heard the soldiers coming and we didn’t like that sound.
So we took a boat to Washington and burned it to the ground.
Oh... we... fired our guns, but the Yankees kept-a coming,
There wasn’t quite as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and the Yankees started running,
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico, oh, oh....
They ran through the snow and they ran through the forest,
They ran through the bushes where the beavers wouldn’t go.
They ran so fast, they forgot to take their culture,
Back to America, and Gulf and Texaco
So, if you go to Washington, its buildings clean and nice,
Bring a pack of matches, and we’ll burn the White House twice!
And the White House burned, burned, burned,
But the Americans won’t admit it
It burned, burned, burned,
It burned and burned and burned
It burned, burned, burned,
Now, I bet that made them mad
And the Americans ran and cried like a bunch of little babies
Waa waa waah!
In the War of 1812!
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The "She's Gone to California To Find Herself" Blues
My girl came home the other day
she was looking all distressed,
she said her life ain't worth a damn
coz her karma's all a mess.
Her Yin and Yang were out to sink
her Guru let her down.
If she was to repair her Aura,
she'd have to leave this town.
So she's gone to California to find herself.
If she's not there, it's off to New Orleans...
She said she's gonna find the cellestial
consciensce bouncing back to force...
I don't even know what that means!
She said her Tarot cards were useless
and her crystal ball was broken.
She said something 'bout one hand clapping
and I asked what she'd been smoking.
She said she's eye-on-line
but her spirit isn't free.
Then she said: "I may live in Paradise
but I'll never be free!"
So she's gone to California to find herself.
If she's not there, it's off to New Orleans...
She said she's gonna find the cellestial
consciensce bouncing back to force...
I don't even know what that means!
So I put her in the car, gave her my credit card
and said: "You're off to California to find yourself now
and I'll see you back in a couple of weeks..."
Off she goes...
Now I got the phone call late today
from town in Mexico.
She said she found herself last night
in the bed with a guy named Joe.
I couldn't think of what to say,
but now I think I know.
She found herself and I'll fin her too
and tell her where to go!
So she's gone to California to find herself.
If she's not there, it's off to New Orleans...
She said she's gonna find the cellestial
consciensce bouncing back to force...
I don't even know what that means!
Parodija na pesmu "Holiday" grupe Greenday, u izvodjenju Josh2
Rainy Day
Another Day that's filled with rain
I'm so bored that I'll put my hand through flame
The pain
Oh man this day it is so lame
Now the dog starts to eat my shoes
and the cow next door she starts to moo
Shut Up
Nowt to-do-is getting on my nerves
I am getting real bored from playing lame bored games
It's pouring again so i think, its the same
Old Rainy Day
Hear the hail drumming on the roof
We play charades and I look like a poof
My Mind
Is wondering to the other side
Bordy Bored this is so boring
I'm so bored that I wish I was dying
No Joke
If I go outside I will be soaked
I am getting real bored from playing lame bored games
It's pouring again so i think, its the same
Old Rainy Day
*I believe that rainy days really really really SUCK*
Zieg Heil what the hell does that mean
Because I'm bored I'll look it up
Jigsaw of the Eiffel Tower
1000 pieces, one's missing
Holy Crap I broke a glass and
My mum is gonna killeth me
Sun not coming, out-to day
Will it stop raining after tea
Cruddy, Rubbish, Oh What a rubbish Day
I am getting real bored from playing lame bored games
It's pouring again so i think, its the same
I am getting real bored from playing lame bored games
It's pouring again so i think, its the same
Old Rainy Day
Od nasih, rado bih izdvojila Rambo Amadeusa i njegovu pesmu
Glupi Hit
Svako vece kasno
Kad u krevet lezem.
Kad uronim ja u jastuk
I rukom ga stezem..
I izbrojim ja ovaca jedno 37
Od buke na jedno oko
Pocinjem da gledam.
Tad pomislim to su
Od savjesti trube:
Nisi opr'o noge! Nisi opr'o zube!
Nije savjest!
Neki svuk se cuje vrlo jasno:
Mozda oni s treceg sprata
vode ljubav glasno?
Nisu, nisu komsije
Sa trecega sprata!
Telefonsko to je zvono
Moga aparata:
Kaze: Halo! Molim?
Halo! Molim?
Rambo ja te volim!
Slucaj vrlo delikatan
Jer cujem muski glas.
Ne znam samo da l' je
tenor, bariton il' bas?
E, ... cudim se tvome
Nastranom hobiju:
U Crnu Goru takve ljude
Salju na robiju!
Pristojan svjet u ovo doba spava.
Ajde spavat je*ala te telefonska sprava!
Halo! Molim?
Halo! Molim?
Rambo ja te volim!
Telefonske zice svake noci
zuje, bruje ...
Onaj meni jedno isto stalno porucuje:
Ovdje Rambova telefonska centrala
Poruku kazi posle zvucnoga signala ...
Halo! Molim? Halo! Molim?
Rambo ja te volim!
Once a singer sang 'bout bullshit
everyone could see him fall
and be sure it's been his last hit
he's never been seen at all
Some dictator felt progressive
and lay down in the sun
but his people were aggressive
they killed him with a gun
[Bridge:]
Sometimes you're wrong
by some things you have done
you see fate is too strong
nothing's won
no use for a fight
if you're not acting right
you'll be cut down to size
like a lie
[Chorus:]
It's the rise and fall
the prize for all
that ain't nice at all
luck is like a ball
you can't recall or care at all
so better use your brain
A little dragon could spit fire
but never so for something bad
he didn't know the knight's desire
to throw a lance into his head
Romeo loved his Juliet
their parents told them "Stop"
then it all turned out peculiar
he couldn't get it up
[Bridge:]
And it's all in vain
when you're living with pain
reap not goods you have grown
by your own
feelings you like
disappear overnight
you sip up every grin
free to win
[Chorus:]
It's the rise and fall
the prize for all
that ain't nice at all
luck is like a ball
you can't recall or care at all
you nearly go insane
[Solo: both/Kai/Mike]
A spaceman flies the rocket
that takes him to the stars
thinks his wife is in his pocket
but she's strolling 'round in bars
The king of Los Angeles
bought himself a teddy bear
and the queen became shameless
she did it with a chair
[Bridge:]
Sometimes you're wrong
by some things you have done
you see fate is too strong
nothing's won
no use for a fight
if you're not acting right
you'll be cut down to size
like a lie
[Chorus:]
It's the rise and fall
the prize for all
that ain't nice at all
luck is like a ball
you can't recall or care at all
so better use your brain
Dr. Stein
[Music + lyrics: M. Weikath]
Once they killed his monster when it went into a trap
now he's making better ones on a higher step
[Bridge:]
On a warm summer day the doctor went away
to a place where he could make it real
his assistant's hips were nice
so he cloned her once or twice
now his hips are aching what a deal
[Chorus:]
Dr. Stein grows funny creatures
lets them run into the night
they become
[1] great rock musicians
[2] great politicians
[3] a great possession
[4] a great oppression
Sometimes when he's feeling bored
he's calling it a day
he's got his computers and they do it their own way
[Bridge:]
They mix some DNA, some skina and a certain spray
you can watch it on a laser screen
and the fellow's blue and grey
or sometimes pink and green
just check it out on Halloween
[Chorus:]
Dr. Stein grows funny creatures. . .
[Solo: Mike/Kai/Mike/Kai]
[Bridge:]
One night he cloned himself
put his brother on a shelf
but when he fell asleep that night
it crept up from behind and thought "well never mind"
took a syringe and blew out his life
@MoscowBeast
Ih...gledao sam njihov sajt, i tamo pise "almost all our stuff is available for free" medjutim nisam nista nasao.
@Ostali
Meni prvo pada na pamet legendarni Weird Al Yankovic.
Evo i primera (parodija na Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit):
Smells Like Nirvana
What is this song all about?
Can't figure any lyrics out
How do the words to it go?
I wish you'd tell me, I don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no!
Don't know, don't know, don't know...
Now I'm mumblin' and I'm screamin'
And I don't know what I'm singin'
Crank the volume, ears are bleedin'
I still don't know what I'm singin'
We're so loud and incoherent
Boy, this oughta bug your parents
Yeah!
*belch*
poing!
It's unintelligible
I just can't get it through my skull
It's hard to bargle nawdle zouss
with all these marbles in my mouth
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no!
Don't know, don't know, don't know...
Well, we don't sound like Madonna
Here we are now, we're Nirvana
Sing distinctly? We don't wanna
Buy our album, we're Nirvana
A garage band from Seattle
Well it sure beats raisin' cattle
Yeah!
moo..
baa...
And I forgot the next verse
Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse
The lyric sheet's so hard to find
What are the words, oh nevermind
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no!
Don't know, don't know, don't know...
Well, I'm yellin' and we're playin'
But I don't know what I'm sayin'
What's the message I'm conveyin'?
Can you tell me what I'm sayin'?
So have you got some idea?
Didn't think so
Well, I'll see ya
Sayonara, sayonara
Ayonawa, hodinawa
Odinaya, yodinaya
Yaddayadda, yaaahyaaah
Ayiyaaaaaah!
Some girls like to buy new shoes
And others like drivin' trucks and wearing tattoos
There's only one thing that they all like a bunch
Oh, girls, they want to have lunch
Oh, girls just want to have lunch
I know how to keep a woman satisfied
When I whip out my Diner's Card their eyes get so wide
They're always in the mood for something to munch
Oh, girls, they want to have lunch
Oh, girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Some lunch
Don't ask 'em to dinner or breakfast or brunch
'Cause girls, they want to have lunch
Oh, girls just want to have lunch
Girls, they want
Want to have lunch
Girls wanna have
She eats like she got a hole in her neck
And I'm the one that always gets stuck with the check
Can't figure out how come they don't weigh a ton
Oh, girls, they want to have lunch
Oh, girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Is some lunch
Don't know for certain but I've got a hunch
Those girls, they want to have lunch
Oh, girls just want to have lunch
Girls, they want
Want to have lunch
Girls wanna have
They just want to
They just want to
Girls
They just want to
They just want to
Girls just want to have lunch
Girls
Girls just want to have lunch
They just want to
They just want to
They just want to
They just want to
They just want to
They just want to
Weird Al... hahaha
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:14
A kako to da ste zaboravili Zappu.
Don't eat the yellow snow
Dreamed I was an eskimo
Frozen wind began to blow
Under my boots and around my toes
The frost that bit the ground below
It was a hundred degrees below zero...
And my mama cried
And my mama cried
Nanook, a-no-no
Nanook, a-no-no
Dont be a naughty eskimo
Save your money, dont go to the show
Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh
Well I turned around and I said oh, oh oh
Well I turned around and I said ho, ho
And the northern lights commenced to glow
And she said, with a tear in her eye
Watch out where the huskies go, and dont you eat that yellow snow
Watch out where the huskies go, and dont you eat that yellow snow
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:19
Predivna balada...
Titties 'n' beer
It was the blackest night!
There was no moon in sight!
(you know the stars aint shinin
cause the skys too tight)
I heard the scary wind!
I seen some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin,
long the side of me!
Im mean n Im bad, (yknow I aint no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name of chrissy
Talkin about her n my bike n me...
n this ride up the mountain of mystery, (mystery)
(how re you doin? )
I noticed even the crickets
Acted weird up here
And so I figured I might
Just drink a little beer
I said, gimme summa that what yer suckin on...
But there was no reply
cause she was gone!
Wheres those titties I like so well,
n my goddam beer!
Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise
Like a crunchin twig, n up jumped the devil!
(hes about this big!)
He had a red suit on
An a widows peak
An then a pointed tail
n like a sulphur reek,
Yes, it was him awright,
I swear I knowed it was!
He had some human flesh
Stuck underneath his claws
You know, it looked to me
Like it was titty skin!
I said, you son-of-a-bitch!
(cause I was mad at him!)
He just got out his floss
n started cleanin his fang
So I shot him with my shooter,
Said: bang! bang! bang!
Then the sucker just laughed n said: put it away!
You know, I ate her all up...now what you
Gonna say?
You ate my chrissy?
Yeah! titties n all!
Well what about the beer then?
Now, were the cans this tall?
Even her boots?
Would I lie to you?
Shit, you musta been hungry!
Yeah, this is true.
Dont they pay you good for the
Stuff that you do?
Well, you know, I cant complain when the checks come through...
Well I want my chrissy,
Oh yeah?
n I want my beer
Hah!
So you just barf it back up!
Now, devil, do you hear?
Look:
Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man!
I mean, I am the devil, do you understand?
Just what will you give me for your
Titties and beer?
I suppose you noticed this little
Contract here...
Yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore!
Dont call me that!
Thats about the only reason
I learned writin for!
Gimme that paper! bet yer horns Ill sign!
Because I need a beer, n its titty-
Squeezin time!
Man, you cant fool me! you aint that bad!
Oh yeah?
Why you shoulda seen some of the souls that Ive had!
There was milhous nixon n agnew too!
n both of those suckers was worse n you!
Lets make a deal if you think
Thats true
I mean, youre supposed to be the devil so...whatcha
Gonna do?
Heh?
Now hold on just a second...
You wanna make a deal with me hah?
Yeah!
Well ah, I dont know man, you know...
I just dont know about this...
What?
See, cause i...
Listen, youre...are you losing your nerve?
No man, it aint got nothin to do with nerve...
Youre supposed to be the devil!
Its got to do...
Youre supposed to be bad!
Its got to do with style, fool!
I dont know if youve the right style to get into hell,
You know...
Well, actually, to tell you...tell you the honest to god
Truth,
Im very short on style as a matter of fact...
Yeah, I know...thats...thats what makes me wonder
But I have...i, I think I have something that
You may be interested in...
What is that?
You can have my soul
Its a mean little sucker
bout a thousand years old
But once you gets it
You cant give it back
You gotta keep it forever
An thats a natural fact!
Ooh wee!
Do you read me devil?
Oh yeah!
What? am I supposed to be scared, man?
Oh yeah, reety, aw-righty!
Oh yeah, thats real tough!
I bet youre real bad!
Listen fool, youve got to prove to me that youre rough
Enough to get into hell
That youve got the style enough to get into hell
So start talkin...
Alright, lemme tell ya somethin
Alright!
Ill prove to you that Im bad enough to go to hell
Yeah!
Because I have been through it!
Yeah!
I have seen it!
Yeah!
It has happened to me!
Yeah!
Remember, I was signed with warner brothers
For eight fuckin years!!!
Tell me about it!
Now youre talkin about something!
Now how bad is that?
That sounds good to me, motherfucker!
So move right along
Tell me what your interests are, you know...
If were gonna come to some kind of agreement,
Ive got to know what youre all about, you know...
cause I dont know if youre the right type for the...
For the place, you know
Look...lemme tell you what my problem really is, you see
Ok...
My problem is that I dont belong anywhere
Aha...
You see... I dont even belong where you are, you see
I hope not!
I, Im a simple person, you know
I have very small desires in life
Titties n beer, you know
No! what?
Titties n beer!
No! no man, youre joking...
Titties n beer, titties n beer, titties n beer...
What? no! no please... no! not that! oh no man, no!
Titties n beer, titties n beer, titties n beer...
No! no! no! no! no! not titties n beer!
Oh I cant stand titties n beer!...
Titties n beer, titties n beer, titties n beer...
(Im in you! Im in you!)
Oh no! no! no! wait...
Ah! look at this! what am I gonna do with this thing?
...wait, wait, please no!
Hey! look at this!
No! dont sign it! give me time to think!
...hold on a second, boy, cause...thats
Magic ink!
Then the devil barfed
n out jumped my girl
They heard the titties plop-ploppin
All around the world, she said:
I got three beers n a fist fulla downs,
An Im gonna get ripped, so fuck
You clowns!
Then she gave us the finger!
(it was rigid n stiff)
Thats when the devil, she farted
An she went right over the cliff!
The devil was mad!
(I took off to my pad)
I swear I do declare!
How did she get back there?
I swear I do declare!
How did she get back there?
I swear I do declare!
How did she get back there?
I swear I do declare!
How did she get back there?
Alright!
hahaha Zappa je genije.
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:28
Edo Maajka - Prikaze
Bio sam u kafani kod debelog to je selo do mog
opet smo se zarakijali tekmu gledali navijali plakali smijali
dok smo meze imali e a kad je nestalo meze
poce prica bez veze debeli radi sranja
reko kumu da me odveze kum mi kaze ne moze
pio pive ceske sta cu reko ljudi odo ja sad kuci pjeske
a noge mi teske sve je to od cuge
ceka me tri kilometra imam cetiri pljuge
nemam mi druge moram kroz ono polje do americke
baze pa od sumarka do groblja moram pratit eno one tamo cetri staze
picim ja a mjesecina prati vec sam blizu baze cuju se agregati
tu cu se popisati i usput istegirati ma nista za to nek me tuzi americki nato
nek me tuze kad sam pjan boli me briga nek mi rade sta god hoce
nek me sada vide kako rigam
hajde izadjite svi iz baze da vas prebijem jebo li vas onaj supak eminem
da vas jebo
Proso sam kraj baze ulazim u sumarak s desne strane mi je od potoka jarak
sve je oko mene mracno i to mi je strasno pogledam na sat ono dvanest
sati tacno nesto iza mene susnu ja stade ko pod rucnu
pogledam iza sebe reko ko ga jebe
nastavim dalje iza mene susti ko ludo od straha mi se vec uvuklo moje desno mudo
ma reko to je ludo edo ti ne vjerujes u ove stvari
sjetih se prica o prikazama sto pricaju stari
okrenem se naglo totalna tisina nastavim hodat dalje iza mene cuje se zivina
cuje se stampedo neki glas se dere edo sad si gotov
poceo sam trcat ko da u guzici imam motor
od silnog straha poceo sam moliti Allaha Isusa i Kishnu
od silnog straha u gace ja pisnu
reko smiri se edo sve je to ba u tvojoj glavi pogledam desno vidim tam
nesto je u travi to je sigurno ma reko sigurno neki pas kad se
zacu glas kaze maajka eto nas
tjesim se ko fol sigurno je alkohol
sigurno kumova trava u svakoj koski mi strava
reko sam sebi edo sve je ok sjeti se one knjige od one louis-e hay
misli pozitivno evo tu je kraj sumarku zacu se glas kaze drugi put cemo ti jebat majku.
Ref:
Mi smo prikaze ne trazi dokaze
nemoj trazit nas vristi na sav glas
Jos kilometar do kuce a srce mi tuce
groblje je ljevo reko sad sam jos gore najebo
a mozda i nisam ja sam jedan dobar insan
mozda ima srece pa da mirno zavrsi vece al nece
iz jednog mezara izlazi nesto ko para
tu se nesto ukazalo djedu pricala mi stara
na putu ispred mene izleti crna macketina vidim je jasno vec sam reko
osvjetljava mjesecina
joj joj boze moj macka na putu ceka me ne bjezi
kad sam joj priso ona rezi
prolazim kraj nje pravim se ne obracam paznju
razmisljam o pecanju o mesu na raznju
razmisljam o muzici
o laninoj guzici hip hop u
a jebena macka me prati u stopu
a onda se zacu onako glas ko u placu kaze na
tebi je red zadnji put ti se izvuko djed
sijed blijed pocnem trcat do kuce sam par koraka
vidim upaljeno svjetlo dobro budna je majka
otvaraj stara stara de otvori vrata
tise edo sine znas da spava ti tata
trebalo je dva sata da se smirim familiji da kazem
svi su mislili da umisljam serem i lazem
jedina koja mi vjeruje sve ovo je moja majka
jedino ona shvaca zasto se i sada bojim mraka
Ref:
mi smo prikaze ne trazi dokaze
nemoj trazit nas vristi na sav glas
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:32
Atheist Rap - Novosadski vasar
U godini jednom ovde ima skup
O cemu se radi zna i covek glup
Vasar je to brale vasar vrlo lep
Ma glupo ti je samo ako si slep
Ima puno robe i lopova mnogo
Da povecam standard ja bi krasti mog'o
Meni na njemu stvarno bas sve pase
Al' evo sta ces cuti kad pitas ljude nase
Sta nam sada vredi novosadski vasar
Kad na njemu vise ne peva nas Jasar
Bejbe hajde samnom na sajam
Ako nemas para dacu ti na zajam
Ovde svega ima samo nema tigra
Sabac je za ovo tek decija igra
Na sajmu se skupi uvek mnogo mase
Posebno kad gazda donese res prase
Novosadski sajam je kulturni dogadjaj
Samo meni uvek nesto kvari ugodjaj
Posle svakog sajma osecam se lepo
Kao da sam ribu u kevetu cepo
Ceo svet tada lepim mi se cini
Osecam se kao Atheisti na bini
Muzike i dima puna mi je zila
Osecam se vecim i od Klinton Bila
Posle frke vracam se u svoje malo misto
A od bliznjih svojih cujem uvek isto
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:38
Blaža - Dule savic
Muzika tus!
Postovani slusaoci i gledaoci hit za sva vremena Dule Savic orkestar
Prljavi inspektor Blaza i kljunovi.
Sedim kod kuce sam,
tako vec treci dan,
nigde ne izlazim,
sa uma silazim
a do pre neki dan,
bio sam siguran,
da moja baby,
nikada ne bi
drugome dala,
bas sam budala.
Ona je sada,
kod onog gada.
Ma da voli, voli, voli me,
pa da boli, boli, boli me.
Ma da voli, voli, voli me,
pa da boli, boli, boli me.
Ma da voli, voli, voli me,
Samo da srecna je,
znam da je frajer,
bivsi fudbaler,
da drzi kafic
i restorancic,
a da ga mece
k'o Dule Savic.
Lezim u mraku,
i zvacem zvaku,
i kazem sebi,
"Blazo, zajebi."
Kad stvarno bolje,
taj tip je kolje,
Zato voli, voli, voli me,
pa da boli, boli, boli me.
Ma da voli, voli, voli me,
pa da boli, boli, boli me.
Ma da voli, voli, voli me,
Samo da srecna je.
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:49
Kukuruz za moju bivsu dragu
Panta Šiklja Nafta
Jednom sam izasao iz grada
Mislio sam da je tamo sve betonirano
ali tamo su bile neke biljke
koje su strcale ka nebu
da li je to indijska konoplja
da li je to biljka kokin
Ne! to je kukuruz!
da, to je to,
da, to je kukuruz!
Institut za kukuruz Zemun polje
ZP550
Duzina klipa 550mm
duzina klipa 550mm
pa to je jako mnogo
pa to je
to ne moze da se izdrzi dugo
to je neizdrzivo
to je, to je jako tesko izdrzati
(naslov parodira Blues za moju bivšu dragu - B.D.)
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:50
Rambo Amadeus - Opojne droge su opasne po mladi organizam
Hej Jimi, dali se sada u grobu prevces ti?
Hej Jimi, ja cu sada tvoju pjesmu svirati!
Koji si se kurac drogiro?!
Sad si mogo da sviras kod mene u bendu!
Jebiga imo bi sto maraka po koncetu, boli te kurac.
Al ti si voli da uzivas opojne droge,
i to te je zajebalo zivotom!
A ovako si mogo da samnom ides po koncertima,
i da guzimo zajedno nase obozavateljke mi.
Ja bi jebo intelektualke a ti jebo hipi picke.
(na melodiju Hey Joe - Jimi Hendrix)
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 16:52
Rambo Amadeus - Halid invalid Hari
Kad sam bio mali i jos sasvim mladak,
Zivio sam ja na selo, malo pjeske od grada
I bio sam, ono sto se kaze, pjesak djak
Lak mi je bio svaki zadatak
U skolu sam im'o ja petice sve
U skolu sam im'o ja petice sve
U skolu sam im'o ja petice sve
Samo iz vladanja bogami ne!
U to vrijeme bjese poznat Halid Invalid Hari,
Pjev'o je nekija vrlo popularni' stvari
Stara mi rekla ic' na njegov koncert
Ako iz vladanja zasluzim pet
I normalno sam prest'o cackat uho-grlo-nos,
Da zajebavam ucitelje i u skolu hodam bos
Prije i posle jela poceo sam ruke prati
A bez da me na to opominje maaatiiiiii...
Aman. Aman - cest usklik u sevdalinkama
I bogami naljepise plakate po selu
Lijepo Halid Invalid Hari u zlatnom odijelu
A ispod je pis'o bijeli sitan tekst
"U nedjelju, u mjesnu, pocetak u sest!
Ulaz je dinara 42, djeca i vojnici pola od toga!"
Da bi majka obecanje ispunila sinu,
Tog smo jutra ranije namirili zivinu
Poveli smo i Mehovu stariju cerku,
A starome presuli sarmu u najmanju serpu
Kamenko je rek'o bice kisni dan,
Svratili smo kod strika i pozajmili kisobran ...
Aman - cest usklik u sevdalinkama...
Kupili smo karte i seli u drugi red,
Stara je zapalila cigar, a mi jeli sladoled
A onda je na daske koje zivot znace,
Izasla neka fukara i pocela da skace:
Drka drka djon drka drka djon
Drka drka djon drka drka djon ...
Raja je krenula da se pali i zari
Raja je krenula da se pali i zari
Raja je krenula da se pali i zari
Jer to je bio glavom i bradom Halid Invalid Hari!
Ja sam se njemu obradov'o jako,
I viknuo: Majko, ocu l' i ja ovako?
A majka me u glavu kisobranom osine
I ljutito kaze: 'Oces kurac, sine..
Halid Invalid Hari, prijatelju stari,
Pit'o bi te oko neki' privatni' stvari
Ja sam ti ove alternative sit,
I htio bih da napravim jedan pravi hit,
Za staru majku, surnjaju i snaju
-- da pjevaju me svi u mome zavicaju
Da i mene ko i tebe raja vazda trazi
Kurve na plazi i hajduci na strazi.
I da za mnom vicu on pravi nas je babo,
I da za mnom vicu AMADEUS RAMBO,
I da za mnom vicu on pravi nas je babo,
AMADEUUUS RAMBOOOO !
Da zaradim i ja sto pedes' 'iljada svajcaraca,
Da kupim sebi raznih dzirlo kuraca-palaca,
Za staru majku zube od crnca
da lakse moze orase da krca
Aman. Aman - cest usklik u sevdalinkama
Pa Rambo jebote sto mi se odma' nisi javio!
Ja bi' ti vala dzaba jedan hit napravio,
Ti si interpretator zgodan i vrijedan,
Evo ti hit 'jedan kroz jedan'
"Molio bih da te ne molim
Molio bi' a mozda i ne bi!
Molio bih da te ne volim
Molio bi', moja bejbi, mejbi"
Dopuna: 27 Maj 2006 17:05
Daleka Obala - U autobusu
Vidio sam te
Samo jednom u zivotu
I jos sam uvijek
Pod dojmom tvog lika
Kojem se ne mogu
Bas sjetiti detalja
Al' znam da je bio
Slika i prilika
Jer bila si ljepa
Bila si slasna
Bila si jestiva i prvoklasna
Iz tebe je zracila
Ogromna toplina
I imala si sve
Sto boginja ima
Ja sam jos uvijek
Pod dojmom tvog lika
Jer sam te vidio
Samo jednom u zivotu
I nisam obracao
Paznju na detalje
Primjetio sam samo
Tvoju ljepotu
Jer bila si ljepa
Bila si slasna
Bila si jestiva i prvoklasna
Iz tebe je zracila
Ogromna toplina
I imala si sve
Sto boginja ima
Ne vjerujem da bi te
Uspio prepoznati
Jedino mozda u
Onoj istoj pozi
U desnoj si ruci
Drzala kesu
Iz koje ti je nesto
Kapalo po nozi
Moj stari vec godinama ...
Okrece biciklu svakog dana ...
Od kuce do preduzeca ...
Prva, druga, treca ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Bez skole, detinjstava i hleba ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Uvek tu kad zapeti treba ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Vecna treca smena ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Bez kravate umorna i povijena ...
Minimalac svakog prvog ...
Mala firma sta ce sutra biti ...
Topao hleb i litar mleka ...
Akontacija, zajmovi, krediti ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Ne razume svaki izam ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Podmece ledja za realizam ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Preko sindikata na more ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Uvek u partneru nikad gore ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Bez skole, detinjstava i hleba ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Uvek tu kad zapeti treba ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Preko sindikata na more ...
On je trideset peta, sesta ...
Uvek u parteru a nikad gore ..
Prljavi Inspektor Blaža i Kljunovi
O, kako gi sakam parite
Avionce, kamionce
sleperce i milionce
dolarce i denarce
pistoljce i heklerce
mercedes i bmw, honda
elem-elem, bonda-bonda
mobilen i pejdzerce
dzipce i edno devojce.
ohrid, skopje i konopje
kokaince, heroince
kucicka i stance
edno zolto lance
cigarce i sampanjce
roleksce i kafance
vo grcija na morence
o, kako gi sakam parite
a, uste sakam i luto piperce
i ajvarce
lebce i solce
gravce na tavce
patlizance i dinjce
i ja sakam Makedonija ...
Ne mogu da nedjem tekst za "sumadijski tvist" od Blaze,ta je najludja
Vatrogasci
Ja volim vatat muve
Ja volim vatat muve, ja volim vatat muve,
Ja volim vatat muve, ja volim muve
Ja volim vatat muve, ja volim vatat muve,
Ja volim vatat muve, ja volim muve
Lete muve, lete avioni
Pritislo me na veliko me goni
Nemogu vise, mislim da je kraj
Borova sumo, utjehu mi daj
Ja volim vatat muve, ja volim vatat muve
Jer muve volim ja
Jako ih volim, vatat muve volim,
Jer muve lovim ja
Kud got podem po bijelome svijetu
I kad jedem masno, i kad drzim djetu
Uvijek me tjera, nikad nemam mira
A muva ceka da sretno aterira
Vatrogasci
Ritam iza denser
U nasoj vezi propalo je sve
Jer ona slusa samo repere
Ja sam roker pravi to vec svatko zna
Sve bi bilo dobro da nema fankija
Ritam iz a denser, denser, denser, denser
Zaplesimo ti i ja
Ritam iz a denser, denser, denser, denser
Plesimo do fajronta
Njezin tip muskarca svaki je DJ
Ona mene nece, hej zalosti hej.
Disco jockey pusta tvoje zelje sve
Ti mu poslije dajes svoje poljubce.
It's my life, to je zivot moj.
Nervozni Poštar
Cirkus Kolorado
Bilo mi je sedam godina
Odlucili stric i strina
Da me malko razonode
u cirkus da me vode…
Da vidim slonove, lavove i majmune
I sarenu kinesku lepezu,
a ja maleni klipa maleni,
hocu samo da vidim tetku na trapezu…
Vidi striko o cemu se radi,
smjeska se i ceska po bradi,
pa mi veli: ‘’Mali, mali mangupe,
ti nisi na cacu nego nego na mene,
ko te ko te ne zna mali mangupe,
ti nisi na cacu nego na mene…’’
Strina gleda slonove,
strina gleda majmune,
i sarenu kinesku lepezu,
a strikan i ja klipa mala dva,
zinuli u tetku, tetku na trapezu…
Hoces li duso, hoces bela rado
Da te strina vodi u cirkus ‘’Kolorado’’?
Joj, hocu, hocu i hocu rado rado,
vodi me strina u cirkus ‘’Kolorado’’
I staro i mlado, i staro i mlado,
svi, svi, svi u cirkus ‘’Kolorado’’
Nervozni Poštar
Ne spavaj moja
Ne spavaj moja kolo kada svira,
jer taj ludi ritam nikom ne da mira,
i tetka je legla svuda je tama
niko nece znati da si bila s nama…
Budi se dusice, harmonika se cuje,
zaigrajmo kolo cijelo drustvo tu je,
i tetak je legao, i odavno spava,
niko nece znati da si bila s nama…
To se mala moja oduvijek igralo,
jer to je mace moje oduvijek moderno,
nocas do zore svi igracemo zajedno,
jer to je duso moja kolo narodno…
Na ove pesme ne znam sta bih rekla valjda je humor u pitanju
Ginem, ginem
Nisam ni heroj, nisam ni slabic
vec samo jedan zaljubljeni mladic
koji obozava, koji obozava
kraj tebe da spava
kraj mene da spava
Ref. 2x
Ginem, ginem da ti skinem
haljinu sto susti
ako, ako, neka ginem
poginucu muski
Borci se bore, heroji ginu
od tebe necu nista na brzinu
boricu se za tebe
borices za mene
da te imam kraj sebe
da me imas kraj sebe
Ref. 2x
Uvek sam bio ljubavni ratnik
ja nisam onaj sto nudi zlatnik
nikad ne odustajem
nikad ne odustajes
nikad se ne predajem
nikad se ne predajes
Ref.
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Rade Jorovic
Zene vole oficire
Kad obucem uniformu,
zagleda me svaka zena,
sta da radim brate mili,
stoji mi k'o salivena.
Kad me vide oci sire,
zene vole oficire.
Idem putem oka bistra,
vazniji sam od ministra.
Nije luda moja mala,
sto je mene izabrala.
Za mene se zene lepe,
potomak sam slavnog Stepe,
u venama mojim ima,
krvi Misic Zivojina.
Kad me vidi zena stane,
"Dobro jutro kapetane"!
U stranu se malo sklonim,
skinem kapu i poklonim.
Razvucem u osmeh lice,
"Ziva bila lepotice."
Kad me vide oci sire,
zene vole oficire.
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Rade Jorovic
Selo moje, lepse od Pariza
Nakrivicu kapu, rodila mi njiva
al' ce baca slatko zimus da uziva
stignu ruke seljacke pos'o da urade
stignu svoju seljancicu po kosi da glade
Ref. 2x
Selo moje, lepse od Pariza
lepo iz daleka, jos lepse iz bliza
na kuci se odzak pusi
na tavanu meso susi
ja sam seljak u srcu i dusi
Cim zapocne vetar obraze da sece
ja prsutu seckam kasno do uvece
grejem meku rakiju na sred ognjista
ljubim svoju seljancicu i ne radim nista
Ref.
Jos ustao nisam, a moje seljance
zamirise kucu mirisom pogace
sinoc su mi prsti njenom kosom prosli
bujaju joj bele grudi ko potoci nadosli
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valjda je humor u pitanju 
