Şarkıya Göre: A, B, C-Ç, D, E, F, G, H, I-İ, J, K, L, M, N, O-Ö, P, R, S, T, U-Ü, V, Y, Z...
Şarkıcıya Göre: A, B, C-Ç, D, E, F, G, H, I-İ, J, K, L, M, N, O-Ö, P, R, S, T, U-Ü, V, Y, Z...
Şarkıcıya Göre: A, B, C-Ç, D, E, F, G, H, I-İ, J, K, L, M, N, O-Ö, P, R, S, T, U-Ü, V, Y, Z...
Cripple Bastards - Danas Je Dan Za Lijencine
Şarkı Adı: Danas Je Dan Za Lijencine
Söyleyen: Cripple Bastards - Tüm Şarkıları »
Puan: 0.0 (0 kişi oyladı)
Görüntüleme: 1039
Söyleyen: Cripple Bastards - Tüm Şarkıları »
Puan: 0.0 (0 kişi oyladı)
Görüntüleme: 1039
[COMMENTARY:]
"Sunday" is your freedom.
They concede you a miserable truce,
take it as the sweetest present life can give.
6 days a week of monotony, humiliations, sheer submission.
How can you accept it??
How can you fit the rules of a game
where "money" is the perpetual winner
and you're just a worthless pawn arranged on its draughtboard...??
Profit, career, social climb.
Send your freedom to the gallows,
take the rope and fuck it again.
Slaves chained to assembly lines, offices,
bent over desks, glued to TV screens...
"Sunday" will be their compensation,
horses waiting for their sugarplums.
Sunday tradition is their happiness.
Sunday you can be lazy, wake up late,
watch your fave programs, fuck your partner to the bone...
ignoring that while you do it there's someone standing on your back,
ready to stick 6 fingers in your stripped ass.
[SOMETHING MORE TO ADD:]
"Give me a moment's respite, embrace this sweet-uncertain chest,
make me feel... at least something - Stain me with sex, deep down...
No fun. No pleasure. I need nothing but normality."
Work burns out. Repetitive actions whitered a lovely mind,
fragmentary comforts dug a deep grave. And now...
"Zajebat lijudi je znacenije tvog zivota."
"Sunday" is your freedom.
They concede you a miserable truce,
take it as the sweetest present life can give.
6 days a week of monotony, humiliations, sheer submission.
How can you accept it??
How can you fit the rules of a game
where "money" is the perpetual winner
and you're just a worthless pawn arranged on its draughtboard...??
Profit, career, social climb.
Send your freedom to the gallows,
take the rope and fuck it again.
Slaves chained to assembly lines, offices,
bent over desks, glued to TV screens...
"Sunday" will be their compensation,
horses waiting for their sugarplums.
Sunday tradition is their happiness.
Sunday you can be lazy, wake up late,
watch your fave programs, fuck your partner to the bone...
ignoring that while you do it there's someone standing on your back,
ready to stick 6 fingers in your stripped ass.
[SOMETHING MORE TO ADD:]
"Give me a moment's respite, embrace this sweet-uncertain chest,
make me feel... at least something - Stain me with sex, deep down...
No fun. No pleasure. I need nothing but normality."
Work burns out. Repetitive actions whitered a lovely mind,
fragmentary comforts dug a deep grave. And now...
"Zajebat lijudi je znacenije tvog zivota."
Yorumlar
Hiç Yorum Gönderilmemiş!
Cripple Bastards Şarkıları
Bedava MP3 Download, MP3 indir, Ücretsiz MP3, Dangerous MP3, Dangerous MP3 kelimeleriyle sitemize gelenler için uyarıdır. Sitemizde hiçbir MP3 bulunmamaktadır! Lütfen sanata ve sanatçıya saygı için korsan müziğe hayır! Internetten mp3 yüklemek yerine onların kaset ve cd'lerini alarak destek olalım.