Beogradski Sindikat "Govedina" lyrics

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Govedina

Svako jutro isti kurac, kada otvorim novine,Doručak mi presedne k'o da hrsam pomije,Od tolike baronije, trange-frange ekonomije,Sve te silne promene svode se na obmane,Uzimala-davala, na pljugama spavala,Zbog akciznih sličica ubistva zataškavala,I dripaca navala, na suvarak alavaRaspodela stanova po kongresnim salama,A grad miriše na ćevape i kobasice,Audi se kupuje iz kasice prasice,Šta ste vi lasice? A mi slikari naivci?Opići se basket da bi ispali gotivci,To je isto marketing k'o OTADŽBINO, VOLIM TETri sekunde u reketu... Ministre, molim te!Znam te još od školice kad kupio si forice,A sada si na konju. Zadužen za pločice,Najobičnija boranija, što mnogo me ne zanima,Ajmo sada paljba! Da bih bljunuo po glavnima,Što rukovode kanalima oslobođenim carina,Firmama za izvoz oružja i malina,Aferama, skandalima sa bivšim generalima,Veselim bankarima s električnim gitarama,Što valjaju sve: PTT, cementare...A Bog te pita gde su sve te pare nestale!!!

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Menjam kanal, skupština, talašika, komušina,Nosata orlušina me udara po ušima,Narkomane, puši ga! Znam te još od mitinga,Odelo si promenio al' ista si ti bitanga,Divi onog kiklopa, svakoj reci pritoka,Zajaho BG pa pobego iz istoga,Geje nova replika, eto lažnog ćetnika,Ko je jah'o popa? Galami sa tepiha,Nastala polemika o pravima pedera,U prvom planu dnevnika Žaretova perika,Opušteno, trenerka sa flekama od čvaraka,Na vešalici visi odelo... soma maraka,Nema premijera, znači brifing je kod Caneta,Iz privatnog fluhcojga maše nam iz šlafroka,[A sada Vesti dana...] Divim stig'o nam Solana,U ustima Havana, među nogama Svilana,Vamo viski za ortaka! Vice kožna jasa,I promoterke za novi sajt moga ministarstva,U skupštinskoj kafani, mrtav pijan Sami,Teši ga budala što na Pinku svira klavir,Ma olomi table, baki! Alavera Kavasaki,Dvesta na sat, s Bastovanom pozadi,A srpski Nostradamus, poznatiji k'o Labus,Predviđa još pet dina sviranja u falus!?

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Na Dvaespetom sedim zagledan u Dunav,I pitam se sada Ko nam sada kroji novi Ustav,Pitam se zašto nam je predsednik mutavI šta li Milo mulja... Jebem ga u usta!Dal' u pitanju je šverc banana ili pljuga,Dal' je prevozno sredstvo avion ili pruga,Dal' se roba plaća kešom il' prebijanjem duga,Dal' su partner žabari il' plemena s juga,A vlada bela kuga, sve je manje Srba,Sestro, da bi rodila trebaju ti muda,Da se odrekneš svega i da radiš kao konj,Ili obraz kao đon pa da vacariš fond,Da pričaš šuplje priče, vodiš duple knjige,U društvu kulturne elite sa osmehom gnjide,Što na poslovnoj večeri lažira k'o kečeri,Da se foliraš k'o Englez, kad dođu neki strendžeri,Da se odrekneš Guče, kajmaka i radze,A toleriseš Hrvate, Borku, gej parade,Ma, jebeš Levijeve dokumentarce,Nije me sramota što poreklom sam odavde.

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Džukački sindikat! Repovi sa Kosova!Nova govedina! Crna Gora, Vojvodina...

Beef

Every morning, same shi*, when I open the papers,breakfast makes me sick as if I'm crunching in pig slop,From all the nobleness, so-so economy,All the numerous changes boil down to deceitsGive then take, slept on ciggiesDue to excise clip art, murders covered upand an outbreak of lowlifes, hungry for dry stuffDistribution of apartments in congress hallsAnd the city smells of cevapi and sausagesAudi is bought out of piggy bank moneyWhat are you, weasels? And we are naive painters?Some basketball is smashed to look cool,That's also marketing like Homeland, I love youThree seconds in a racket.. Minister, I beg you!I know you ever since you were in school learning pranksAnd now you're a big shot, in charge of platesJust a nobody, which is something I don't care about muchLet's go now, shoot! In order to puke on the ones in charge,that manage the customs free channels,firms for export of weapons and raspberries,affairs, scandals with former generals,merry bankers with electric guitars,who trade with everything: PTT, cement factories..And god knows where has all the money gone!!!

Let's all bark like dogsWoof Woof Woof Woof Woof Woof Woof Woof.Let's, all together, f*ck those loafers

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I switch to a different channel, parliament, sawdust, corn field,Big nose eagle is hitting me in the ear,Junkie, suck it! I know you since the demonstrationYou've changed your suite but you're still the same lowlifePraising the cyclops, tributary to every wordGot on BG and then escaped from it,A new replica of a gay man, there's a fake cetnik,Who's been riding the priest? He screams from the carpet,There started an argument on gay rightsIn the center of daily news - Zare's wigCasual, sweat suit with stains from pork crisps (chvarci)On the hanger there's a suit... thousand marks,The Premier is not there, means the briefing is at Cane'sOut of a private airplane he waves to us from his dressing gown,[And now news flash...] I'm impressed, Solana arrived,havana in the mouth, Svilana between the legsGet a whiskey here for your buddy! A leather jacket yellsAnd promoters for the new site of my ministry,In the parliament's pub, there's deadly drunk Sami,consoled by a fool playing piano on Pink (TV)Just break the sheets, baki! Alavera Kavasaki,Two hundred an hour, with a gardener at the backand the Serbian Nostradamus, better known as Labuspredicts another five years of butt whistling?!

On the twentififth floor I sit watching the Danubeand wondering who's creating our constitution now,I wonder why our president is dumband what Milo is up to.. fu*k him in the mouth!whether it's dealing with bananas or ciggieswhether it's a vehicle plane or railway,whether the merchandise is being paid in cash or compensatedwhether the partners are Italians (zabari is term used for Italians supposedly because they used to buy a lot of frogs in Vojvodina) or southern tribes,And we have white plague, there's less and less Serbs each daySister, in order to give birth you need to have ballsto give up everything and work like a horseor to have bare-faced cheek and steal from the fund,To tell empty stories, keep double books,in the company of culture elite with a sleazy smilewho on a business dinner fakes in free-styleTo bull-shi* like an Englishman, when some strangers come,to give up on Guca, kaymak and dignitaryand tolerate Croatians, Borak people, gay paradeWell, fuc*k Levi's documentariesI'm not ashamed this is where I come from

Damn syndicate! Tales from Kosovo!New beef! Montenegro, Vojvodina...

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