Oznaka izdanja: 064/2012
Izdavač: SKC Novi Sad
Godina izdanja: 2012.

Još jedna medalja za zasluge u širenju Antiglobal etno punka na grudima Neozbiljnih pesimista. Drugim albumom nastavljaju putem propitivanja gorke realnosti kroz alanfordovske šale, neozbilnjo šireći pesimizam, od „Centrifuge" do parole „Dole tajkuni i mafijaši". A gde su sad omladinci sa radnih akcija, a gde smo mi?

Song Lyrics

01. Stupid Feeling

What my name is I remember sometimes
My name and my friends,
Always in a hurry I barely get to breathe
Where did all of my dreams hide?

I work from dawn, I sleep when I can
for little money I crawl and inform,
Time passes and I don’t move at all
As I grow old all the feelings do it too.

What is left of all?
There is nothing that I loved.

Hey, what is left?
There is no end to my happiness.
This stupid feeling
Tomorrow’s bigger today is less.

Not everything is black, I am still alive,
There are crumbs on every floor.
She loves me, she is great,
We’re just waiting for guests to leave.

What my name is I remember sometimes,
Traveling and drinking till dawn,
The world is changing and I am a part of that nightmare
Very happy that I’m not being worse.

Are you sure that before
Was better than my thoughts
Are telling me now?
You were younger then,
The day was shorter,
Everything you needed
You could manage...
You were better then,
It seemed that the world
Was up to you.

02. Guides

Health guide, fashion guide
You give your money and just say thanks,
TV guide for your culture
How to be a fool until the end.

Breakfast guide, lunch guide
To keep fit,
TV guide for a better life
How to live more idiotic.

To keep your conscience clean
There are issues of our magazine,
To make your life be better
Our programs are our guides.

Guide for dry and guide for wet,
Guide in your bed,
Guide about everything important
Read about the newest slander.

Guide for sports and politics
How to be faster and more skilful,
TV issue for every criticism
How to be cleverer.

Guide for up and guide for down
Guide for new collections,
Guide for IT because everybody loves that
How to get a better erection.

03. Centrifuge

Centrifuge works,
It carries, it breaks
Don’t you feel the heat
Which I long to give you?

Temptation is here
Every minute, every step
To show you where you are,
To show you what you are;
Every stone is a rock,
Every tear is a river,
Every look is a call
That doesn’t reach you.

Still, you swim,
As if a river was caring you;
Still, you breathe,
As if the air was around you.

04. All On Force

All on force in this city
All on force at this night;
All on force,
All on force I’m losing hope,
On force both wisdom and power,
All on force.

All on force, and they are grinning too
On force both words and deeds,
All on force,
All on force and everything sucks
On force the whole country too;
All on force.

Now I know, now I know
How to be successful.
Steal, beat, torture,
Threat, scare, vent.

All on force, this love
On force and oblivion as well;
All on force,
All on force, to govern
On force we go, all on force
To destruction.

05. Another Sky's Sun

Years are passing by, they are left behind us
Nobody calls us, nobody writes
I knew they were leaving but I didn’t know
That it will hurt this much.

They go to make their dreams come true
To try their luck, so be what may
It is their choice
The chance to be their own judges.

O, o, o… hey, hey
Pensioners and milionairs,
Workers, idlers and farmers,
Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers
They all go never to
Come back.

We watch all photographs with longing,
Sadness and judgment fight quieter and quieter,
Who is guilty for wanting to survive,
I am here, trying to breathe.

Who is clever and who is a fool
I’m still thinking hard about that,
Another sky’s sun isn’t as warm as ours,
This sun of ours won’t have who to warm.

Years go by, only faces change,
Every time when I wish
The wishes become further and further.

06. Sunday Comment

I’m reading Sunday’s comment
Which says very clearly:
He who doesn’t think like this,
Lies and slanders.
People without ideas and calibers
Inject the truths white and black to us.

Investments have breached the ceiling,
Loans are being spent; there is a lot of paranoia everywhere,
Everybody is in the crises, and we would like to be the center of the world
The Chinese syndrome for many years.

And I don’t have a gift
It is forbidden to gossip.

My old lady has never been
In a jumbo jet,
It doesn’t matter, she is on a diet.
Kids stare at the computers
all day long,
their eyes are square like their screens.

Every now and then
Here you get ash on your head,
Be careful above all
Be smart my man
What can you do, don’t be crazy,
You’ll go to the court anyway.

Branimir Džoni Štulić

07. Wonderful Day

A bunch of boredom and false happiness
Printers smell bad far ahead
Girls in the streets are really rare
Oh my god… what a wonderful day.

We will fail soon, the failure is here
There is no more hope for us
We mention us only when it’s bad
Oh my god… what a wonderful day.

I don’t believe anyone
Everyone hides the lie!

I don’t have to think anything else
Like I shouldn’t have done up to now
Fatigue takes all my body
Oh my god… what a wonderful day!

Politics is a whore, and whores are not,
Like some other, I am really mad,
Well, everything is all right, just show a boob,
Why are the idiots appreciated people?

08. Young Lion

You have soul, you have body,
You have a heart, you have mind,
Look, outside is blizzard
Which carries everything with itself.

You’re not a batman; you’re not a jerk,
You’re neither a cowardly deserter,
You’re also not very brave too
Oh, sweet mother of mine!

Let them yell and cheer,
The letters of your name be spelled,
Push forward and don’t ever ask
For the price, my friend.

Sometimes moody, always chatty,
Apparently very tough,
So go ahead, yell at that world
And make a turnover.

Now that you know that it’s not right,
You take, watching that they don’t see,
ideas are now on the side,
take money and run.

09. How Long Shall We Act Like Crazy?

Not that I don’t know where misery is
But I don’t feel like watching right now,
Not that I make a fool of myself,
I just feel like resting from being clever.

Not that I don’t see all the sadness
But that is for somebody else,
And maybe all of that is waiting for me
But for now I watch that from far away.

Everybody knows everything, but it is hidden
Everybody helps everyone
Who asks you how you are.

Not that I don’t know how it’s going
And how they steal, well everybody sees it
Not that I don’t know for those villains,
But eyes don’t want to open.

Not that I want to surrender
But I just mind my own business
And not that I can digest that
But why to make my life be worse?

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