Nori/žalostni svet..

“Pod Soncem ni nič novega”, bo že držalo, bo že držalo..

Adi Smolar: Neprilagojen (1994) (po toliko letih sem le dojel besedilo), Čuki: Poletna (1997), Tears for Fears: Mad world (1982), Thom Pace: Maybe (1979), John Lennon – Working Class Hero (1970),… Tudi tu smo malo v zaostanku, hehe..
 

Adi Smolar – Neprilagojen

Ko pamet so delili, jaz sem izvisel, zato nikol do zdaj posebne sreče nisem mel, namesto, da v povprečje skrit bi slepo šel naprej, jaz s svojo glavo mislim, pa me tolčejo po njej!

O, o, o, živeti je težko, vedno sem tepen, ker sem neprilagojen !

Se ti dobro bo godilo, če v življenju ti bo mar le za hrano in pijačo, za ženske in za dnar, če boš opozarjal, da svet ni prav narjen, presneto gor boš plaču, cepec neprilagojen!

Če rad bi mirno živu, del črede moraš bit, ko vsi kričijo, tudi ti moraš z njimi vpit, jaz pa to odklanjam, se to ne zdi mi prav, pa jih dobim na gobec, v želodec in po glav!

Če bi visoko rad prilezu, moraš sluzast bit, slabotne v drek potlačit, mogočnim lazit v rit, meni to se gravža, tega nikdar nisem znal, zato od raznih šefov dobivam jih po glav!

Če rad bi mel dost dnarja, treba je lagat in krast, resnica in poštenje nepotreben sta balast, mene pa, kretena, lagat in krast je sram, zato pa revščina me tepe, tepe iz dneva v dan!

Če te ustavijo organi, jim ne smeš težit, čeprav te gnjavijo brez veze, moraš tiho bit, bog ne daj, dab kakšno reku, da bi kaj gobcal, sem to naredu, pa sem dobu s pendrekom po glav!

Če hočeš v življenju svojem dobro skozi prit’, vsakemu se stanju moreš znat prlagodit’, če boš ubogal svojo vest in se načel držal, jih vse življenje, t’ko kot jaz dobival boš po glav’!

 

Čuki – Poletna

Lansk poletje blo je fajn, pesek in na koži sol vsak dan, vsi problemi daleč stran in na puklnu le tvoja dlan. Na otoku tam nekje svet drugačne barve je, tam pozabiš čist na vse. Dva tri tedne blo je tko, moč življenja čutu sem samo, misli se obrnejo, prej pomembno zdaj je butasto, ko pod oljko maš svoj dom in igraš se s kamenčkom inhaliraš vsak atom.

Enkrat pa bom tam ostal, ko bom nekam vse poslal in za zmeraj odpotval. To oblubm za prmej pa če leta čakam zdej, tam bom živu prej al slej.

Vsem je nam le čas vladar, vse pomeni nam le moč in dnar, finance banke gospodar, kdo račun nam plača ni nam mar. Enkrat vprašaš se zakaj sam si sebi policaj pol želiš si tja nazaj.

Ampak tuk še daleč ni, še sem suženj te požrešnosti. Preden me infarkt dobi in pr šterdesetih položi na obalo hočem vse izkluč’t sive celice, v topu pesek dam noge. Enkrat pa bom tam ostal..

 

Tears for Fears – Mad world

All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere

And their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I’m dying Are the best I’ve ever had I find it hard to tell you ‘Cos I find it hard to take When people run in circles It’s a very, very Mad World Mad World

Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday Made to feel the way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson Look right through me, look right through me

 

Thom Pace – Maybe

Deep inside the forest Is a door into another land Here is our life and home We are staying, here forever In the beauty of this place all alone We keep on hopi-in’

Maybe There’s a world where we don’t have to run And maybe There’s a time we’ll call our own Livin’ free in harmony and majesty Take me ho-ome Take me home

Walkin’ through the land Where every living thing is beautiful Why does it have to end We are calling, oh so sadly On the whispers of the wind As we send a dying message

 

John Lennon – Working Class Hero

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There’s room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me
If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me

1 Response to “Nori/žalostni svet..”


  • Smolar ime še nekaj dobrih; na primer, Časa ni:
    “Časa ni za smeh! Ni časa za veselje! Časa ni, časa ni, časa ni! Najde se za greh, za prijaznost in poštenje pa časa ni, časa ni, časa ni!

    Pa kaj, če kdo trpi, naj briga vsak se zase! Časa ni, časa ni, časa ni! Zelo se nam mudi, treba mislit je le nase! Časa ni, časa ni, časa ni!

    Hitro, hitro, hitro, hitro moramo živeti! Morda ne bo nam treba umreti!
    …..”
     

    Vse za dober biznis:
    “Spustite me, spustite do korita, deležen hočem bit profita, odslej se držal bom napotka: brez predsodka do dohodka, se barabam bom pridružu, na vse načine dnar bom služu, dobro vem, saj nisem teslo, danes velja le eno geslo:

    Vse za dober biznis, vse za velik dnar!

    Ljudi bom goljufal, odiral, izsiljeval, teptal, kasiral,
    za tolarje in dojče marke pretepal bom šolarje in brcal starke! Mi dala moč bo gotovina, postal pomembna bom mrcina. Bom dubu dnar magar s pištolo, za biznis tolku bom z macolo!

    ….”
     

    Težko je priznat
    “Me prime, da bi jokal, grem v oštarijo, s prijatli se sreèam, smejim se in pijem, žalostne misli v štose zavijem
    in potlej sem videt zmer dobre volje, vsi pravjo: “Glej no tega! Tko živet je najbolje.”

    A mene od znotraj peèe in kolje, peèe in kolje ta beda, ta beda. Mene od znotraj peèe in kolje, ta beda, ta beda – od šnopsa, seveda. Težko je priznat. Težko je priznat.



     
     

    Pink Floyd-i,
    ‘Nobody Home’ (1979): “Got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.”
    ‘Money’ (1973): “Money It’s a crime Share it fairly But don’t take a slice of my pie Money So they say Is the root of all evil today But if you ask for a raise It’s no surprise that they’re giving none away.
     

    itd, itd,..

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