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Manic Street Preachers - Love's Sweet Exile

Love's sweet exile
Love's sweet exile

We blur into images of state coercion
Classified machines die misunderstood
City reflections pour out misery
We don't count cos we hate

Raindown alienation
Leave this country
Leave this country
Raindown alienation
Leave this country
Leave it

Despair seeps through and cuts our eyes
Unified collapse of everything inside
We understand but can't accept
You are not dead cos we hate

Raindown alienation
Leave this country
Leave this country
Raindown alienation
Leave this country
Leave it

Our lives drift into a faceless sense of void
Everything of meaning becomes destroyed
There's too much concrete for us to breathe
We are kept down cos we hate

Love's sweet exile
Love's sweet exile

Raindown alienation
Leave this country
Leave this country

Raindown alienation
Leave this country
Believe it

Love's sweet exile
Love's sweet exile

Moj omiljeni online dnevni strip:

http://www.wulffmorgenthaler.com/strip.aspx?id=ac7aab24-8126-496f-956a-f0b3f999d558

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLWwtp7rUYA

Eto, kratko i jasno. Slažem se u potpunosti.

A little less conversation,
a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
 
Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
Drifting through a summer breeze
It's a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
Come along with me and put your mind at ease
 
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
 
Come on baby I'm tired of talking
Grab your coat and let's start walking
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Don't procrastinate, don't articulate
Girl it's getting late, you don't sit and wait around
 
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
 

http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/dilbert-20080224.html

Uzalud glancaš svoje špicaste cipele,
Uzalud otkopčavaš zadnje dugme košulje,
One se neće nasmijati na tvoje loše folove,
Neće se osvrnuti na tvoje dobacivanje.

Možeš ih lagat' da ti je babo direktor,
Ili da si treća godina prava,
One će znati da si niko i ništa,
Običan uhljug s koševa.

I opet ćeš teturati uz memljiv zid,
Na iskrivljenoj česmi opraćeš lice,
Sjest' na pločnik, zapalit' cigaru,
I gledati na drugu stranu ulice.

S one strane ulice,
Stanuju djevojčice,
Kojima, kojima miriše koža.

One vole frajere koji nose bradice,
I čije ih riječi ostave bez daha,
Koji nikad ne prave belaja,
Koji nikad ne psuju allaha.
Ne znaju one da ti je srce
Veće neg' u tog bradatog gmaza.
Nikad ti nece pružiti šansu,
Ne poznaješ dovoljno efektnih fraza.

I opet ćeš teturati uz memljiv zid,
Na iskrivljenoj česmi opraćeš lice,
Sjest' na pločnik, zapalit' cigaru,
I gledati na drugu stranu ulice.

S one strane ulice,
Stanuju djevojčice,
Kojima, kojima miriše koža.

(alo, dobra.
Alo, dodjite vamo, ej.
Mojne, mojne.
Gdje si otišla,
Alo, dodji mala, pusti njega, pusti ga ba,
Nemoj bolan.
Najgore mi je kad dobra riba s' levatom hoda
Nosi rolku...
Pa jeste bolan sto moras u njih...)