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Category: Muzika
Muzika, muzičari, CDovi, albumi, koncerti…
Gledam sada vijest na monitoru pa sam se dosjetio ovoga, pomalo ironično i aktualno i za naše prilike:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=AMtcOXEwNkIOut where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degreesThe time has come
To say fairs fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A facts a fact
It belongs to them
Lets give it backHow can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep when our beds are burningFour wheels scare the cockatoos
From kintore east to yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees(live – on scream in blue
The time has come
A facts a fact
It belongs to us all
Lets give it back)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=-cvrYc4ccd8
Where is Mona?
She’s long gone
Where is Mary?
She’s taken her along
But they haven’t put their mittens on
And there’s fifteen feet
of pure white snow?Where is Michael?
Where is Mark?
Where is Mathew
Now it’s getting dark?
Where is John? They are all out back
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Would you please put
down that telephone
We’re under fifteen feet
of pure white snowI waved to my neighbour
My neighbour waved to me
But my neighbour
Is my enemy
I kept waving my arms
Till I could not see
Under fifteen feet of pure white snowIs anybody
Out there please?
It’s too quiet in here
And I’m beginning to freeze
I’ve got icicles hanging
From my knees
Under fifteen feet of pure white snowIs there anybody here
who feels this low?
Under fifteen feet of pure white snowRaise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Oh my Lord Oh my LordDoctor, Doctor
I’m going mad
This is the worst day
I’ve ever had
I can’t remember
Ever feeling this bad
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Where’s my nurse
I need some healing
I’ve been paralysed
By a lack of feeling
I can’t even find
Anything worth stealing
Under fifteen feet of pure white snowIs there anyone else here
who doesn’t know?
We’re under fifteen feet
of pure white snowRaise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!