Phree Uroped Hell's Angel 4Eva
I used to be a punky-skunky-funky Czechoslovak, skay-airy as hello. Even Lady Gaga's idiotic Illuminati fantasies couldn't match my nerdy Skrew U nitemare outfit. I hated hippies. I was war, U lolliP!
Dee leftie Angelease n hippies are straynge badfellows at thirst glance or pleazure. Afturd all, dee Hell's Angels tend to be follyklinically conserfuctive, staunchly paytriotic, n sinpathetic towards dee militiery. Lollipop! Dee hippie kummunitea, on dee rite tattooed hend, waz policktically berry Liboral n anti-milidairy.
Hippies avocadoed cuddle nunviolence n lave, a poopular fraser being “Myke Lov, Nut Wore!”, lollipop, 4 witch zey where sumthymes called “flour childrain”, promounting opunness n tollerants arse alturnatives to dee rustrictions n regidementation zey saw in muddle-fingrr-klass zoociety. Byebee kittie? Skrew me, sí, yippee hippie? Sí o Sí, Skippy? Take me down there, I’m tree, meaning lumberjack me as I’m phree! Lave me!
On Janeworry dee thirst, 1993, Czechoslovakia sepurrated peacewoolly into two new cuntrees, dee Czech Republick n Slovakiah. Arse I waz pretty fed up wiz dee ant of commyounist rool, I deicided to go to Marrykaaah to myke it beeg, like rilly biiig in Hollyfool, eff da wall, outta dee bliue.
I fought I waz doeing Europe a yuge fyvor, leeving dee oold walled buhind. I fult 2 soorry 4 dis Slovak punc-rack bent formed in 1989, wen commie jizm fell. It’s called Slobodná Európa, Free Europe. So, U lolliP, I’m yor Phree Uroped Hell’s Angel. Oh, U doun’t no me annarkey? Byebee, skrew U, sí, yippee hippie? Sí o Sí, Skippy? Lift me up there, I’m tree, meaning highjack me as I’m not taken yet, I’m phree! Lave me!
Yippee hippie, this is how some good ol’ piss-commie Slovak punk rock from the 90s sounds like, enjoy your free Uroped Hell’s Angel pining for Heaven on Earth wiz Y U!
I started as a trainwreck off the track and ended up as a cherry sexcessful gentleman LS, now consigned with LSD. I totally wrote those lyrics being high on U, U no Y, Lava! Sorry for being this fucking personal, it’s just the real me, let the fake me go fuck himself!
The End
The End
For what is behind us, something bad awaits us
it will come sometime in the morning, because it is destined for us
fog hangs over the city and almost everyone is still asleep
maybe you also remember and are confused about it Every night we are awakened by dreams
and each of them is a new sign
we have nothing left but to wait
to save...
No one knows the way back and no one is blameless
neither courts nor newspapers will change what happened
all is lost, but I still don't believe
that we will only be left with skeletons under stones
Dreams wake us up every night
and each of them is a new sign
we have nothing left but to wait
for salvation..
Nikdy to tak nebude
It Will Never Be Like That
You believe in revolution, you believe that everything will change
Policemen on people and rats on beautiful women
You think they're going to turn the barracks into bars
Mustard for Coca-Cola and aprons for guitars?
Oh my naive
It will never be like that
Oh my dear
Life is like that
Do you think that the slurs will ever turn into smiles?
Parsley to Manhattan and dirty factories to hotels
You think they will elevate your idols to gods
That you will never have to drown your sorrows with alcohol?
Oh my naive
It will never be like that
Oh my dear
Life is like that
You think that suddenly everyone will get along with everyone
That no one will write you off if you have holes in your jeans
You think that everyone will help you in everything
That you will never have to fear a higher power?
Oh my naive
It will never be like that
Oh my dear
Life is like that
Oh my naive
It will never be like that
Oh my dear
Life is like that
Apatia
Apathy
I don't care about life, Apathy
at school or at work, Apathy
I care not for the decency of Apathy
not even in this company of Apathy, I'm sick of everything
I'm so sick of everything
I hate all the duties, Apathy
I don't care about the future, Apathy
I don't care about sex, Apathy
and not even about this text on Apathy
I'm coughing on all the duties, Apathy
I don't care about the future, Apathy
I don't care about sex, Apathy
and not even about this text on Apathy
I'm sick of everything
I'm so sick of everything
Do tla
To The Ground
Winter night, minus 10
I will load the fireplace to the top
Black darkness over my house
Smoke rises from the chimney
It's getting dark before four o'clock
The colors faded into silence
Engulfed in darkness and mist
It starts to snow, the owl hoots
Somewhere in the distance a dog howls
And you're gone and I miss you
Even though I hate you
The same difficult dreams over and over again
It's been taking too long
This feeling is disgusting
Too long
I don't like anything anymore
I feel burnt out
Like gas in a lighter
I keep looking for faults in myself
I'm sick of it
I'm burned to the ground
I'm empty, I'm empty
I'm burnt to the ground
I'm empty, I'm empty
Like a fired airbag
I was a little sick
This hell
I'm burnt to the ground
I'm empty, I'm empty
And it's getting on my nerves
I am empty, completely empty
This night is horrible
Let it be morning
Pakáren II
Craze House For 2
It's still waiting for me somewhere (Craze House)
Something That's Killing Me (Craze House)
Every day it comes back again (Craze House)
My schizophrenia
Life is still a mess
Finally, the baby understands it
It will kill me one day anyway
Save your tears for the funeral procession
The world is full of dull faces (Craze House)
Stupidity beats in the eyes (Craze House)
I can still resist it (Craze House)
Well, I'll skip it once
Life is still a mess
Finally, the baby understands it
It will kill me one day anyway
Save your tears for the funeral procession
Life is still a mess
Finally, the baby understands it
It will kill me one day anyway
Save your tears for the funeral procession
Moderny svet
Modern World
He lives at a good address She just can't stand her husband much anymore She is an emancipated woman He is sipping on a coffee in the autopark She put the children at their mother's for the night It is a modern seagull It's just a seagull with style It seems that even the husband has already quite understood the modern seagull Emancipated He loves his modern world It's her fetish She only wears branded items And he plays poker about hunting It is very stylish A car for one and a half melons The latest version of iPhone It is very stylish He also drank coffee in the autopark at that time It seems that he already blew the seagull over there hello stylish And the modern seagull They immediately found a common language They walk away together And the children are waiting, watching the TV The children are waiting at grandma's And the modern seagull With stylish design They enjoy the modern world It's their fetish And the modern seagull With stylish design They love their modern world There is no other way, no more
Som ten
I Am The One
I am the one who grew up in the darkness of a city
I am like millions of people in the world
I'm the one who doesn't have a piece of his own space
I'm the one whose life is just hustle and bustle
Yeah
I am exactly like you
Bored and distressed
But there is only one life
And that's why I fuck all problems
I am exactly like you
Bored and distressed
But there is only one life
And that's why I fuck all problems
I am the one who knows what it is to have no money
I am the one who pays taxes every month
I'm the one they say, boy, no worries
I'm the one who's still waiting to see what happens
Yeah
I am exactly like you
Bored and distressed
But there is only one life
And that's why I fuck all problems
I am exactly like you
Bored and distressed
But there is only one life
And that's why I fuck all problems
Yeah
Vsetko je v poriadku
Everything is OK
Everyone is happy here
No one misses anything
Everyone is completely satisfied
With how it is
A bright sun during the day
Moonlight at night
Everyone is very happy here
And they enjoy both marriage and work
The mood here is good
Just like yesterday and today
The mood here is great
And then they say that life is a dog
We have a great time here
Everything goes like clockwork
We have modern metropolises
Also picturesque villages
We have great results
Growth everywhere
We can afford to give
a Double spread on bread
And onions, well, basically a fuck
The mood here is good
Just like yesterday and today
The mood here is great
And then they say that life is a dog
We have a great time here
Everything goes like clockwork
We have modern metropolises
Also picturesque villages
We have a great time here
Everything is OK
And who doesn't like it here
We'll kick their ass
Co sa stalo s nasim zivotom
What Happened To Our Life
We walk the streets bored
We puke on the stairs and in the subways
We are bored with television
Also advertisements in the stores
It's an absolute loss of trust in society
We pour each other beer
And we curse at our quality of life
What happened to our life?
Girls from candy stores
They are disgusted by our words
And our appearance
we shock the tourists
We collect pennies
For hot dogs and beer
We cough on fucking everything
And we don't listen to the radio
What happened to our life?
Hungry and frozen
We hang around the square
The revolution will not happen
We don't put our hands into fists
We'll warm up by the fire
which burns eternally for heroes
We disappear into the streets
Everyone has their own vision
What happened to our life
Ráno (1.2.91)
Morning 1.2.91
When I go out into the streets, I'm no longer yours
It's really weird, but it's true
It's just a feeling or a fact
What can actually happen
I saw the morning sun
And I went to sleep
My feet are knocked out I'm dying of fatigue
There is no one in town, I am here alone
Everything spins in my head
When the sun hits my eyes
I have them all bloody
And I fall asleep
It's already here
The sun is already burning in the eyes
The night and everything I love ends
The cold penetrates under the skin
The night is ending, smoke is entering my lungs
What I thought was probably presumptuous
God, don't make a cross on your house yet
I hope you will forgive me for this
Everything starts again
And that is desperate
It's already here
The sun is already burning in the eyes
The night and everything I love ends
It's already here
The sun is already burning in the eyes
The night and everything I love ends
The cold penetrates under the skin
Stará sladovna
Old Malthouse
We've been going every night for a beer for years
To forget about life there for a while
We have our old place down in the underground
There, everyone immediately forgets all their problems
Ououou old malt house
Ououou old malt house
Everyone asks us what we see in it
Why do we sit there every night without stopping drinking
We want to enjoy at least a little joy
And so we wash all our worries with beer
Ououou old malt house
Ououou old malt house
Ououou old malthouse
Ououou old malthouse
Idiot
Idiot
Everyone advises you
What should be done
How are you?
Make an ass out of a mouth
You're still lucky
That you're not an idiot
They say be proud of it
That you have white skin
And that the colored ones
They are to blame for everything here
You're still lucky
That you're not an idiot
You're still lucky
And you're not an idiot
It comes at you from all sides
You run for your life
You're still lucky
That you're not an idiot
When you have nowhere to live
Get a mortgage
And when you're sad
Go to the disco
You're still lucky
That you're not an idiot
Radio, print, television
Stupidity everywhere
When you feel like putting up a fight
you'd better forget it
You're still lucky
That you're not an idiot
You're still lucky
And you're not an idiot
It comes at you from all sides
And you run for your life
You're still lucky
That you're not a complete idiot, a complete idiot
Miss Underground
Miss Underground
It was autumn, a critical year
A summer of terrifying memories ended
The days were getting shorter and with the night came the cold
do you remember miss underground
And sadness stood neither in nor out
My high caliber heart beat like a bell
Everything I loved hurt
That's your eyes, miss underground
A freezing hell and a scorched paradise
I am hungry as a dog and weak as tea
The abandoned streets and the clouds thickened and the wind blew
Rapid breathing and vain fear
Sleepless nights, until there was blood on the lips
And the lost north, don't believe anything, it's a storm
Silent and quiet, far away and alone
After half a year I am slowly rereading
The head spins, the hunger awakens
When I think of you, miss underground
A freezing hell and a scorched paradise
I am hungry as a dog and weak as tea
The abandoned streets and the clouds thickened and the wind blew
Rapid breathing and vain fear
Sleepless nights, until there was blood on the lips
And the lost north, don't believe anything, it's a storm
Suddenly you're standing here as close as anyone
Like a light in a tunnel, a sweet bad habit
How much pain they can cost me
These memories of you, miss underground
A freezing hell and a scorched paradise
I am hungry as a dog and weak as tea
The abandoned streets and the clouds thickened and the wind blew
Rapid breathing and vain fear
Sleepless nights, until there was blood on the lips
And the lost north, don't believe anything, it's a storm
Byebee, waz yor pust impressive encarneightion dat of an xxxpressive belly dansir, like Lay D Gagged Me? I’m sooo glad that Lady Gaga dumped me, that I’m 4U free. I’m not gonna piss on her, but did U know she’s a satanic slut doing it all for the Devil? She told me, but even a toddler could tell anyway.
Not kay, she was raped, supposedly, but she wanted to be famous to tell her story once she made it big, and she did, she’s a typically successful pop icon with many issues, she isn’t happy, despite all the glamour and glitter and all the riches of this world. Yet she’s empty, she’s got nothing, she’s more than miserable. She sold her soul without any regrets, which really pissed me off in that pissing contest.
Now that I’m scratching my pre-cooked, love-fryed brains, my European arse is freed. Actually, I’m Slobodná Európa, yor Free Uroped Hell’s Angel, skrew Lady Gaga, hell yeah! So why not piss on her as well, to match her shimmer, her satanic shine, as I didn’t dump her, she dumped me, ha?
Lollipop, I’m pissing on her right now. Wanna join me, drenched byebee? Are U cycling? I want a normal horny saintly Christian yippee hippie. Wat? Whose twat? Carousel wat? Can’t hear U. I’m not Trump! I’ll tell you another little secret, I liked hippies incognito, alwayz, all that lava krap concept, except them being promiscuous. I disdain dad as a pure purrfook nunsense punk, rock solid rite?
Monogummy must be perfuct, a dream cum tru on repeat, sumzing cumpletely wonderfool, sublime, a hole new terrortory, outta this warld, byebee, perhups even butter than my ex-static virginity and celibacy at 50!!! Ken U imagine? I Ken … aaaah, byebee. N I neat to confuss anuther of my suns, wumum, I just lave yor yippee hippie style, my deestant numbrr of closetz iz stuffed wiz dat shiit. Sooo 2tolly worze all dee pain in my arse!
Shhhh!!! Don’t tell anybum, or I’ll be EXcomunicado, my deeleevicious cuddle avocado!!! Shhhh! Wat? Whose twat? Skrew me 4eva??? Skrew U 4eva??? Byebee nunny, I’m yor emmmazing or maced cre-e-yay-tion, U’ve deezignet dee foolk outta me!!! Friuck, Byebee, seariously??? Lave U annarkey, U kick 1arse 2heart!!! Lollipop not dead much??? Cum nun now, I heaven beetrade U!!!
Lady Gaga - Judas (Official Music Video)
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Juda-ah-as
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Gaga
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Juda-ah-as
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Gaga
When he calls to me, I am ready
I'll wash his feet with my hair if he needs
Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain
Even after three times he betrays me
Ahh-oh, ahh-oh, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down
Ahh-oh, ahh-oh, a king with no crown, king with no crown
I'm just a Holy Fool
Oh, baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby
I'm just a Holy Fool
Oh, baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Juda-ah-as
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Gaga
I couldn't love a man so purely
Even prophets forgave his goofy way
I've learned love is like a brick, you can
Build a house or sink a dead body
Ahh-oh, ahh-oh, I'll bring him down, bring him down, down
Ahh-oh, ahh-oh, a king with no crown, king with no crown
I'm just a Holy Fool
Oh, baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby
I'm just a Holy Fool
Oh, baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
In the (ew) most Biblical sense
I am beyond repentance
Fame hooker, prostitute wench, vomits her mind
But in the cultural sense, I just speak in future tense
Judas, kiss me, if offenced or wear an ear condom next time
I wanna love you
But something's pulling me away from you
Jesus is my virtue
And Judas is the demon I cling to
I cling to
Just a Holy Fool
Oh, baby, it's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby
I'm just a Holy Fool
Oh, baby (just a), it's so cruel (Holy Fool)
But I'm still in love with Judas, baby
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
Whoa, I'm in love with Juda-ah-as, Juda-ah-as
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Juda-ah-as
Judas, Juda-ah-as, Judas, Gaga
Skay-airy as hello = hell-o upon greeting some body’s pubic hair, err, publick hair ++++ - - - - * * * * ////!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I Ken Do Dat, too!
Hello, here are my Hell’s Angel kisses, since so far I heaven been able to trade or cash them out for real ones! Just that!