1. |
Pretty city
02:44
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Oh my pretty city
You were a vision
Vision to me
Oh my pretty city
I’m sorry but I have to break free
Oh my pretty master
My collar doesn’t fit me
It chokes me
Set me free
Let me leave
And let me go
Let me learn
And let me grow
I'll come back
On a sunny day
When you give me
A reason to stay
Oh my pretty city
Like a lover no good for me
Like a master that knows no boundary
You made me empty
You made me empty
You made me empty
You made me empty
Now please
Set me free and let me
Leave
And let me go
Let me learn
And let me grow
I'll come back
On a sunny day
When you give me
A reason to stay
I'll go...
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2. |
Lady is a tramp
02:51
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In the blink of an eye
The dark ages breach
The crusade war
Disguised as freedom of speech
I see
The prime minister's lady
I hear a buzz
Of the Queen Bee
Someone to shame
And no one to start the fight
Croatian family
The mother of every right
The mother of every right
In the blink of an eye
The reason evaporates
Just a few cunning phrases
Just enough to burn the witches
Burn, burn, burn the witches
I see
The prime minister's lady
With a bag of salt
I hear a buzz
Of the Queen Bee
Restriction makes her feel so horny
But we won’t let her come
No, we won’t let her come
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3. |
Don't u mind
03:09
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You've got your whole life ahead of you
Abundance of time to waste
Defining what defines you
Ultimately losing the will to do what you do
So what do you want to do
What do you want to do?
So don't you mind that the changes
Are passing us by
And the new state of mind
Goes further underground
So don't you mind that you’re dead now (do ya dad)
These are the times to be alive
A whole life ahead of you
Time to haste, time to stall
Time to set the goals and wait
For someone else to take the fall
So why don’t you take the fall
Why don’t you take the fall?
So don't you mind that the changes
Are passing us by
And the new state of mind
Goes further underground
So don't you mind that you’re dead now (do ya dad)
These are the times to be alive
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
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4. |
Barren land
03:23
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Down on the Balkans
On the sunny south-east coast
There lies a great big country
That no one really knows
It's the land of family values
But the marriage rate is low
Dads are off the wagon
And mommies have no birth control
It’s a place where the east
Makes a copy of the west
Girls take their clothes off
And call it a success
It’s a place where the winners lose
Their triumph is a shame
A place where you pay the price
Just to stay...
In their rotten game
The greatest land of Balkan
Like a woman so damn sweet
So pretty and good-looking
So damn barren underneath
Down on the Balkans
On the sunny south-east coast
There lies a great big country
That I love the most
It's a place where people tell you
How they really feel
A place where the sunny weather
Makes your broken heart heal
The greatest land of Balkan
Like a woman so damn sweet
So pretty and good-looking
So damn barren underneath
Oh my barren land
Give me your helping hand
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5. |
Fear
02:50
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Fear eats
Fear sleeps
Fear leads his blind sheep
Fear breathes
Fear creeps
Fear keeps his bomb near
But they're weak
They despair
All them swords
Don’t cut, don’t tear
All them guns
Don't shoot
Don't hunt
They threaten themselves
Their father and their son
Their son
No matter the blood
No matter the bomb
The virgins will fade
And the Satan will come
Fear will hurt
Fear will cry
The weapon will fail
And the army will die
The weapon will fail
And the army will die
No matter the blood
No matter the bomb
The virgins will fade
And the Satan will come
For his
Father, daughter, mother and son
Mother and son
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6. |
Graveyard dad
03:43
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Hey, hey, graveyard daddy
That rope was too tight to hold your body
Hey, hey, graveyard daddy
You chose the worst way to leave me
Hey, hey, graveyard daddy
I still remember all your misery
Hey, hey, graveyard daddy
Those neck bruises, they still burn my memory
Tell me
Is it heaven
Or hell
Or is it just too hard to tell
Tell me
Are you broken
Are you sad
Tell me that heaven is not so bad
Hey, hey, graveyard daddy
I'll keep all the good things right beside me
Hey, hey, graveyard daddy
Wherever you may be I hope you hear me
Tell me
Is it heaven
Or hell
Or is it just too hard to tell
Tell me
Are you broken
Are you sad
Tell me that heaven is not so bad
Life can be heaven or hell
But sometimes it's just too hard to tell
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7. |
Oblivious
03:47
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If you want a Barbie doll
With an ass for brains
She'll get there
With a chart of demands
And „please baby not tonight, I got a headache“
If you want the money maker, babe
He'll find its way
He'll buy you whatever you want
It'll be years
Before you pay off that debt
I’m pretty sure people always
Get what they want
Like the church bells ringing
They won’t hear it
Like a stop sign flashing
They won’t see it
Like a simple act of kindness
They'll ignore it
I go back and forth
From hope to a hanging rope
Willing to try and eager to leave
Just so I don’t have to be the one
The one who let go
I’m pretty sure that I'll get exactly what I want
Like the church bells ringing I won't hear it
Like a stop sign flashing, I won’t see it
A simple act of kindness
I'll ignore it
I’m pretty sure that I'll get exactly what I want
But will I like it
I think I will not
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8. |
Missunderstood
02:59
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You got to know what’s out there
You saw what I never could
Now you're not as crass
All the sudden you’re world class
But I've known you for a long time
I remember the lazy eye
You may have fooled all of them
But I know who drifted and I know why
Now listen
And listen good
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I’m missunderstood
I tried so hard to put this in place
I swear to God I did
I fooled myself intentionally
To not see what was right in front of me
Listen
And listen good
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I’m missunderstood
You taught me a lot, my friend
You taught me not to underestimate
Taught me that the time will pass
And the people we know won't stay the same
People we know won't stay the same
Listen
And listen good
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I’m missunderstood
I'm missunderstood
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9. |
Almost 30
03:43
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So I’m almost 30
I’m older than I used to be
I thought that I'd be smarter
I thought that I'd stay funny
I thought that I'd stay funny
30 summers
30 winters
30 birthdays
Behind me
I hear them whispering
You're mad
You're dreaming
You can't sing
You can't sing
You can't sing
For a living
So I’m almost 30
I’m older than I wanted to be
I thought that I'd be wiser
I thought that I'd stay pretty
I thought that I'd stay pretty
30 mornings
30 midnights
30 sunsets
Behind me
I hear them whispering
You're mad
You're dreaming
You can't sing
You can't sing
You can't sing
For a living
No, you can't sing
No, you can't sing
No, you can't sing
No, you can't sing
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10. |
I see you
02:41
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I see you
Pretty looking doll
Taking pictures
In the bathroom stall
I see you
Powdering your nose
Blushing your cheekbones
Waiting for Mr. Jones
Isn't it ironic
How you spend your time
Just to stop that time
From running
Isn't it a shame
That you have a brain
But it just fills a space
While you keep on grooming
Keep on grooming...
Oh you Ava Adore
You've got nothing to show for
Oh you stunning whore
If only you could
Suck some character
All that lipstick and tan
Glitter and a heating fan
All that makeup and nails
Extensions and your ponytails
Oh, those little ponytails...
Oh you Ava Adore
You've got nothing to show for
Oh you stunning whore
If only you could
Suck some character
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11. |
Oh, my dear Reverend
03:33
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Oh, my dear Reverend
I spoke to God today
He wasn’t too pleased with
What you had to say
He threatened to cancel
The "Voice of koncil"
Called it an embarrassment
To his name
I said Oh, my Lord
He misread the Bible
And got it all wrong
But he said oh no, no, no
You got to sing him a little song
Oh, my dear Reverend
Shame you are your mother’s son
Shame you are your sister’s brother
Second to many and
First to none
First to none
You preach behind the glass door
The faith you know so little about
And the church is on her knees
She knows she let us down
It's not man over women
It's not women over men
It's men and women
Women and men
Oh, my dear Reverend
Shame you are your mother’s son
Shame you are your sister’s brother
Second to many and
First to none
First to none
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Billie Joan Croatia
Billie Joan is an acoustic punk artist from Croatia who aims to take over the world. In a peaceful way.
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