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Junkie doll - Mark Knopfler

Turnpike Lane, Turnpike Lane
You spiked my arm
But you missed the vein
Now it's all gone
But the scars remain
Junkie doll, I was stuck on you
My junkie doll

Turnham Green, Turnham Green
You took me high
As I've ever been
Now it's all gone
And now I'm clean
Junkie doll, I was stuck on you
My junkie doll

And a little bit of this'd get you up
And a little bit of that'd get you down
A little bit of this'd get you up
And a little bit of that'd get you down
And a little bit of this'd get you up
A little bit of that'd get you down
A little bit of this'd get you up
A little bit of that'd get you down

Turnpike Lane, Turnpike Lane
You took my heart
Pan American
Now rain or shine
It's all the same
Junkie doll, I was stuck on you
My junkie doll

And a little bit of this'd get you up
A little bit of that'd get you down
A little bit of this'd get you up
A little bit of that'd get you down
And a little bit of this'd get you up
A little bit of that'd get you down
A little bit of this'd get you up
A little bit of that'd get you down


or,

Heavy Fuel - Dire Straits
Lyrics and Music: Mark Knopfler

Last time I was sober, man I felt bad
Worst hangover that I ever had
It took six hamburgers and scotch all night
Nicotine for breakfast just to put me right
'Cause if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool, you've got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel

Yea

My life makes perfect sense
Lust and food and violence
Sex and money are my major kicks
Get me in a fight I like a dirty tricks
'Cause if you wanna run cool
if you wanna run cool
Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel

My chick loves a man who's strong
The things she'll do to turn me on
I love the babes, don't get me wrong
Hey, that's why I wrote this song

Yea

I don't care if my liver is hanging by a thread
Don't care if my doctor says I ought to be dead
When my ugly big car won't climb this hill
I'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill
'Cause if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel

On heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel

Yea heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel
heavy, heavy fuel.

 
Malo ste neozbiljni, naročito, što se tiče poznavanja domaće mjuze. Nisam gledao detaljno temu ali ima samo jedan tekst od EKV. To je velika nepravda prema ex yu Rock-u, sa obzirom da je (ajd mogli bi reći da su neki bili skloniji alkoholizmu a nekim jačim supstancama) napisano jako mnogo pesama o dejstvu narkotika, ili sa eksplicitnim objašnjenjem, ili više šaljivo, kao u "Vetar duva" od čorbe. Bajaga je takoreći tradicionalno na svakom albumu imao barem jednu pesmu tog tipa, a nekad i više.
 
Da, da kad se setim naduvanih dana,
Kad sam rolo kilo granja, i sedeo u klupi,
Odvaljen ko bulja, dok pakujem u gace,
Jer tamo me ne zulja, iz tripa u trip,
Tada vozila se fora, uvek prodje neki dopic,
Da ne bi bilo smora, od kuce do skole,
od skole do kuce uvek sam nosio sa sobom,
presovano pruce...
I kad zafali malo, mogo sam da stvorim,
puklo me u glavu, ko da pokretima smorim,
trazi lichnu kartu, gospodin plava gica,
paket bacam iza, zbog otkopchanog shlica,
ali posle dodjem, da vratim svoje granje,
pa ne vidim ga vishe, je*em ti bre sranje,
shta cu sad da radim, moram ponovo da sadim,
da presujem i vadim...:lol::lol::lol:
 
Da, da kad se setim naduvanih dana,
Kad sam rolo kilo granja, i sedeo u klupi,
Odvaljen ko bulja, dok pakujem u gace,
Jer tamo me ne zulja, iz tripa u trip,
Tada vozila se fora, uvek prodje neki dopic,
Da ne bi bilo smora, od kuce do skole,
od skole do kuce uvek sam nosio sa sobom,
presovano pruce...
I kad zafali malo, mogo sam da stvorim,
puklo me u glavu, ko da pokretima smorim,
trazi lichnu kartu, gospodin plava gica,
paket bacam iza, zbog otkopchanog shlica,
ali posle dodjem, da vratim svoje granje,
pa ne vidim ga vishe, je*em ti bre sranje,
shta cu sad da radim, moram ponovo da sadim,
da presujem i vadim...:lol::lol::lol:


lol lol lol omg LoL
 
Kilo granja lesim

[Ajs Nigrutin]
Pochinjem da trokiram, opet mozak puche
Daj vamo te rizle i pojachaj bas da tuche
Crne misli me muche, 15 dana sam kod kuce
Imam karirane papuche
Kupio josh juche, slusham Snup Doga takozvanog kuche
Po rerni mi skachu pogachice vruce
(Seven: Ne pominji pivo) Nisam pomenuo pivo
Necu da pominjem pivo, u celom tekstu pivo
(Seven: A vino, a vino?) Ni to brate necu
Od zdrepcheve krvi sam peglirao u vrecu
Celu noc, ceo dan, utonuo u san
Mamuran se probudio, greshkom cirko vinobran
Zato imam reshenje zvano Klod Van Dam Zan
Prazan mi je stan, a bash sam odmoran
Dobio sam platu, chiji najveci sam fan
Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan

Refren: [Eufrat] (Seven)
[Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan]
(Da varim ceo dan)[Da varim ceo dan]
[Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan]
(Da varim ceo dan)[Da varim ceo dan]

Sad ukrshtene reci ne mogu da reshim
(Ne pitaj me nishta, kilo granja leshim)

Rolam buksnu shita pa se pitam da li greshim
(Ne pitaj me nishta, kilo granja leshim)

[Seven]
Ne mogu da vidim, spurnjah keta pola
I sada kad se setim kako vozim kola
Jesi upao u koshtac s tekstovima pravim
'frate, brate, dodaj buksne, necu da te davim
Dok chitam High Times u smokin' nigga stilu
Vozim kadilak, lochem sombrero tekilu
Ne, ne mogu da verujem da sam se uduv'o
Vidim oblak dima izlazi na uvo
Ispadoh iz takta, ja dolazim iz shahta
Umesto hromagija, savili smo plakta
Bela rizla nije cela, zato nove kupuj
Pushim shita buksnu, radujem se, kuku
A onda ispred mene pojavi se pub
Rekoh mu da nemam, reko, rekoh mu da nemam LIRICHKI ZUUUB!

[Eufrat]
Doshao sam kuci uplakan sav
Jer nisam im'o kesha da varim ceo dan
Uzeo sam pare, shto gurno sam u shtek
Chuvao sam ih za neki dobar krek
Zavija dek, jer to mi je shtek
I od celog tog tripa meni brzo posta muka
Jer pojeo sam danas ja bez pljeskavice luka
Trchim prema cilju i zili mi ruka
Dobicu infarkt jer mi pumpa chuka
Uzeo sam dzoint i pocheo da puhtam
Prodao sam danas nekih memorija ram
I zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan
 
Razocaran sam, toliko prekrasnih pjesama ste zaboravili.
Npr.od svih navedenih narkomanskih pjesama od Beatles-a one njihove najzesce nema
THE BEATLES - Happiness is a Warm Gun

a sada ostale:
DEPECHE MODE -"Never Let me down Again"-"Sweatest Perfection"-"Clean"-"Barrel
SOUNDGARDEN - "Spoonman"
SISTERS OF MERCY -"Temple of Love"
MARILYN MANSON -"The Dope Show" -"Dope Hat"
NEW ORDER -"Temptation" -"Fine Time"(sa jebenim spotom-klinac od cca 10g.na
bombonu)
U2 - "Running to Stand Still"-pogotovo verzija sa ZOOtvTour-a gdje na kraju pjeva Haleluja
- "Daddy's Gonna Pay For Your Crashed Car"(da je Daddy metafora za dop sam
doznao tek nakon 10g.)
STEREO MC's - "Elevate My Mind"
UNDERWORLD - "Born Slippy"
DURAN DURAN -"White Lines"
A ranom Housu i Technu bolje da ne pisem, gotova svaka 3.stvar je o kemiji

Ali meni osobno najbolja pjesma za pucanje je od COLE PORTERA,a kasnije od Sintre "I'VE GOT YOU UNDER MYY SKIN"-premda nema bas NIKAKVE veze sa drogom,ali
tekst se baš savrseno uklapa u to, vidi pa provjeri
I'VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SKIN

I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin

I've tried so not to give in
I've said to myself this affair never will go so well
But why should I try to resist, when baby will I know so well
That I've got you under my skin

I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear

Don't you know you fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
 
jefferson airplane- white rabbit
the doors- love street
pink floyd- shine on you crazy diamond
dead can dance- american dreaming
janis joplin- summer time
prokul harum -pandoras box
led zeppelin- whole lot of love
bob marley- jamming
kate bush- waking of the witch
the bealtes- come toghether
new order- temptation
deep forest- beauty in your eyes
....
 
:gace:

za koji čas
naš nastup doživeće krah
i noge nam klecaju
ide šapat: oni su stvarali!
da vidimo sada šta su oni stvarali!
svi čekaju
da nas uvate
u nekoj nenadanoj grešci
da čuju falš
da neka žica zaškripi bar na čas
da se nešto bar nepredviđeno desi

nek bude jasno
vi ne čekate nas
vi čekate
fuka i kolačiće

posle tolikih godina
posle teških knjiga koje sam čitala
juče sam saznala da sam postala
vaša nova kafe kuvarica
da kuvaću vam brazilski čaj
odnosno fuka

e pa neće moći baš tako lako
to neće biti obična fuka
več pre neki medikaments
odnosno krka

biču vaša mučiteljka
vaša nova popečiteljka
kom se pije fuka još?
kome nije muka još?
kom šta nije jasno još?
nikad nije kasno još!

kaži mi, bako, želim znati
celim svojim bičem:
kakva to glad opseda grad?
šta je to, mama, narkoman?

vidiš li onog čiku tamo
s plavim šeširičem
što srcu je drag, osmeh mu blag
sine, ono je narkoman!

o, mama, mama, mama
podaj mi čika gajin kokain!

o, kčeri moja, probaj bar
teta roksin toksin
fozgen, difozgen!

o, mama, mama, mama
skuvaj mi baba zlatino lobe!

o, drago derište
skuvala sam azotne čorbe
biče za obadve!

pito me, bako, neki vrli
major, čika premke:
što se ti, sine, drogiraš?
ajd spavaonu da džogiraš!

jedi, sine dragi
lepe makove semke
dosta je taj tvoj major lajo
slobodno sad se drogiraj!

o, mama, mama, mama
podaj mi čika gajin kokain!

o, kčeri moja, probaj bar
teta roksin toksin
fozgen, difozgen!

o, mama, mama, mama
daj mi da jedem leš reš prepečen!

o, pile mamino
morati češ jesti blebestin
da budeš ko mornar popeče!


:whistling::whistling::whistling::lol:
 
za početak straight jackin' :heart:
..sadim, berem, motam, palim
varim i varim, pa šta zavarim..



..dao bi dupe za mič dobre vutre jer ja volim
da se prebijem, prevalim, otkinem, razorim,
dobro navarim, to jest naduvam samo da
nikada ne budem sam u svojoj glavi i zato obračam se travi..



..dža ima kontrolu nad svim
sve je to marihuana biblija rastamana..


recimo :)
:manikir:
 
Michael Jackson - Morphine

...Relax
This won't hurt you
Before I put it in
Close your eyes and count to ten
Don't cry
I won't convert you
There's no need to dismay
Close your eyes and drift away....

...
He's tried
Hard to convince her
To be over what he had
Today he wants it twice as bad
Don't cry
I won't resent you
Yesterday you had his trust
Today he's taking twice as much

Demerol
Demerol
Oh God he's taking demerol...


pjesma majkla dzeksona o mrfinu je ustvari "Smooth criminal", siguran sam, a ova ne (pa onaj spot za ovu pjesmu sto ti navodis nema veze sa radom morfijuma, suprotnost totalna), ovo je prije o DXM ili tako nesto.
 
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