In defense of humans
In defense of humans
Lay down your power trip
Stop toying with emotions and relationships
Cause you don’t rise when people fall
In defense of humans
Lay down your politics
They’re all big money and media tricks
Cause you don’t rise when people fall
I see you rot this world
I see you ride this world
I see you rape this world
On, off, on, off, on, off
And I don’t like what I see
Greed
In defense of humans
Lay down your human pride
We’re born into our bodies
No chance to decide
Cause you don’t rise when people fall
In defense of humans
Lay down your sticks and stones
Weapons and violence are better off left alone
Cause you don’t rise when people fall
I see you rot this world
I see you ride this world
I see you rape this world
On, off, on, off, on, off
And I don’t like what I see
Greed
You don’t rise when people fall
(Fugazi)
Samo v razmislek…
Srednja pot
[Verse 1: N’toko]
Polovica ljudi ima premal časa, preveč denarja
Zato preveč kupuje in premalo ustvarja
Druga polovica ima premal denarja in preveč časa
Zato premal dela, se preveč na druge zanaša
Polovica ljudi preveč govori in premal razmišlja
Nič ti ne pove
Ves cajt pa mobitel v roki stiska
Druga polovica preveč razmišlja, premal govori
Se mečejo pod vlake da folk ne pozab na njih…
Pesnik je preveč patetičen da bi ga jemal resno
Slikar preveč abstrakten da bi svet lahko polepšal
Umetnik preveč umeten da bi vplival na realnost
Mislec je preveč pijan da bi lahko razmišljal trezno
Rapper ima predrage cujne da bi se lahko umazal
Panker je preveč umazan da bi se podnev prikazal
V kraljestvu je vse v redu v očeh vladarja
Iz privatnega letala je vseen kaj se na tleh dogaja
Župnik ima preveč zahtevno mamo in celotno okolje
Da bi se ukvarjal z izpolnjevanjem Božje volje
Cerkev oznanja sodni dan, ne pa odrešenika
Kristjan se boji Boga velik bolj kot Hudiča
Škoda da jst in Krišna ne govoriva istega jezika
In da ne zaupam dolgobrademu avtorju podnapisa
Ne moreš Christino Aguillero špilat na sitar
V svetu blišča in kiča sta Šiva in Višnu prodajalca nakita
Allah ima probleme
Ne spustijo ga z letališča
Turban in brada sta ga izdala za terorista
Če bi tako vztrajno trkal kot Jehova priča
Ne bi mel čolna vrh Šmarne gore, ampak jahto sred pristanišča
Rasta preveč zapohan da bi našel Etiopijo
Babilon se vtihotap v reggae, rap in rock n’ roll
Kolikor-tolk normalen folk se ujame v to Coca-colo konkurenco
Jst zaupam sm prerokbam Hopijev
[Hook: N’toko]
Včeraj je že mimo
Jutri je še daleč
Bil bi že na cilju če bi živel samo danes
Zmeraj imam premalo al pa malo preveč
Lahko bi imel že čist vse če bi se enkrat nehal grebst…
[Verse 2: Samo Boris]
Otroci hočejo bit spolno privlačni preden znajo to sploh črkovat
Danes kot da se brez riti nič ne da na trg poslat
In kaj je s temi kao-glasbeniki, ki delajo muzko za tuje tržišče
Kot da je glasba artikel za prodat
Danes je reklamni plakat sinonim za žalitev
Poglej odstotek bejb v reklamah pa prever trditev
Na Zahodu lahk od rapa živiš, na srečo tle ne
Zeleni mc-ji se že zdej igrajo biznis-mene
Pop glasba sam še ena od lovk
Mladi slovenci niso več brez denarja ampak so ‘broke’
Kaj nam pomaga NOB dans ko moraš znat nemško in angleško
Da sploh razumeš ljubljansko?
‘Slovenija v stiku s časom? [N’Toko]’
Ja normalno
Tle se etnično čiščenje izvaja že digitalno
Delijo svet na prvi, drugi in tretji
Politiki v službi pošastnih podjetij
Ma kot otroci so
Treba jih pazit vedno sprot
Tle so levi desni in desni še bolj, pa najdi zdej srednjo pot
Očiten znak njihove nesposobnosti
Skoz nas jebejo pa še zmer ne zvišajo rodnosti
Nikol dost ni ulične plodnosti
Moj način: spoštovanje s sprejemanjem odgovornosti
Silijo nas notr, pa ostajam zuni
Samo Boris, sam še en, ki ni od unih…
N’Toko feat. Samo Boris
“If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next”
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we’ll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I’m a pacifist
I’ve walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Manic Street Preachers
Smell the roses
Sometimes i wish people would wake up and smell the roses
Somebody once said “those who feel it know it”
Somehow on this new world order something old is lost
But at what cost, at what cost?
I wish people would wake up and smell the roses
Somebody once said “Those who feel it, they know it”
“Those who feel it, they know it”
Somehow on this new world order something old is lost
But at what cost, at what cost?
The people, they don’t know
They don’t know who they are
I don’t understand it
The people, they don’t know who they are
And I don’t understand it
As I stand accused, who cares if Jesus was black or white?
Or if the world was created in seven days or seven nights?
I don’t give a red, white or blue freak, do you?
Who cares if the melanine of the first person to fall down in front of the first brick
that was thrown to fulfill the American cream-dream was dark in hue, or hueless?
I don’t give a red, white or blue freak, do you?
It doesn’t pay the taxes or the rent, doesn’t make up for time spent
Doing life, bowing and scraping to live in a box, to live in this land, I don’t understand
I don’t understand it
The people they don’t know who they are
I don’t understand it
The people they don’t know who they are
And I don’t, I don’t understand it
I wish people would wake up and smell the roses
I wish people would wake up and smell the roses
Somebody once said “Those who feel it, know it”
Somebody once said “Those who feel it, know it”
Somebody once said “Those who feel it, know it”
People they don’t know who they are
And I can’t understand it
They don’t who they are, they don’t who they are, they don’t who they are
And I, I can’t understand it
(Zenzile)
Sunscreen song
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked…
You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind.
The kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy;
Sometimes you’re ahead,
Sometimes you’re behind.
The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults;
If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
Life.
The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either.
Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, Use it every way you can… Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it,
It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own…
Dance… even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Brother and sister together we’ll make it through
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you’ve been hurting, but I’ve been waiting to be there
For you.
And I’ll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.
Everybody’s free.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings;
They are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard;
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you.
Maybe you have a trust fund, Maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
(Buz Luhrman)
Izvajalci in naslovi so napisani, tako da lahko poslušaš, če se ti že brati ne da…
Ali pa preskoči…
Wargasm
Wargasm, wargasm, one, two, three
Tie a yellow ribbon around the amputee
Masturbate, watch it on TV
Crocodile tears for the refugee
Wargasm, wargasm, one, two, three
Smutty, bloody pictures, ecstasy
Blue balls waiting impatiently
From Alcatraz to Lady Liberty
Body bags and dropping bombs
The pentagon knows how to turn us on
Wargasm, wargasm, one, two, three
Pit bull, pit bull ecstasy
Wave those flags high in the air
As long as it takes place over there
Wargasm
Wargasm
Wargasm
Wargasm
Body bags and dropping bombs
The Pentagon knows how to turn us
Turn us on
Wargasm
Turn us on
Wargasm
(L7)
Liar
You think you’re gonna to live your life alone
In darkness
And seclusion
Yeah I know
You’ve been out there
Tried to mix with those animals
And it just left you full of humiliated confusion
So you stagger back home
And wait for nothing
But the solitary refinement of your room spits you back out onto the street
And now you’re desperate
And in need of human contact
And then
You meet me
And you whole world changes
Because everything I say is everything you’ve ever wanted to hear
So you drop all your defenses and you drop all your fears
And you trust me completely
I’m perfect
In every way
Cause I make you feel so strong and so powerful inside
You feel so lucky
But your ego obscures reality
And you never bother to wonder why
Things are going so well
You wanna know why?
Cause I’m a liar
Yeah I’m a liar
I’ll tear your mind out
I’ll burn your soul
I’ll turn you into me
I’ll turn you into me
Cause I’m a liar, a liar
A liar, a liar
I’ll hide behind a smile
And understanding eyes
And I’ll tell you things that you already know
So you can say
I really identify with you, so much
And all the time that you’re needing me
Is just the time that I’m bleeding you
Don’t you get it yet?
I’ll come to you like an affliction
And I’ll leave you like an addiction
You’ll never forget me
You wanna know why?
Cause I’m a liar
Yeah I’m a liar
I’ll rip your mind out
I’ll burn your soul
I’ll turn you into me
I’ll turn you into me
Cause I’m a liar, a liar
Liar, liar, liar, liar
I don’t know why I feel the need to lie
And cause you so much pain
Maybe it’s something inside
Maybe it’s something I can’t explain
Cause all I do
Is mess you up and lie to you
I’m a liar
Oh, I am a liar
If you’ll give me one more chance
I swear that I will never lie to you again
Because now I see the destructive power of a lie
They’re stronger than truth
I can’t believe I ever hurt you
I swear
I will never to you lie again, please
Just give me one more chance
I will never lie to you again
I swear
That I will never tell a lie
I will never tell a lie
No, no
Ha ha ha ha ha hah haa haa haa haaa
Sucker
Sucker!
Oh, sucker
I am a liar
Yeah, I am a liar
Yeah I like it
I feel good
Ohh I am a liar
Yeah
I lie
I lie
I lie
Oh, I lie
Oh I lie
I lie
Yeah
Ohhh I’m a liar
I lie
Yeah
I like it
I feel good
I’ll lie again
And again
I’ll lie again and again
And I’ll keep lying
I promise
(Henry Rollins)
Too many puppies
Too many puppies are being shot in the dark
Too many puppies are trained not to bark at the sight of blood that must be spilled so that we may maintain our oil fields
Too many puppies, too many puppies
Too many puppies are taught to heal
Too many puppies are trained to kill
On the command of men wearing money belts that buy mistresses sleek animal pelts
Too many puppies, too many puppies, too many pup-pup-pup-puppies, too many puppies
Pay the keep moral up high?
Was all a-flutter?
Butter?
Too many puppies with guns in their hands
Too many puppies in foreign lands are dressed up sharp in suits of green and placed upon the war machine
Too many puppies are just like me
Too many puppies are afraid to see the visions of the past brought to life again
Too many puppies, too many dead men
El Sobrante number one
(Primus)
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