Dobar Dan - Elemental

Shot:

Ispraznio sam ladicu, stavio sve u kutiju

Spremio svoju šalicu i stvari što sa mnom putuju jer

Puko mi je film i boli me već znaš šta

Dižem sidro odavde, mater im njihova, nema

Oproštajne zabave, poklona od kolega

Izlazim na kišnu ulicu jer dosta mi je svega, nek me

Zalije, kiša smoči me, radije neg ovo tupilo

Ne mogu, stvarno ne mogu, previše tog se skupilo

Vozim kući zadnji put sa posla, slušam tupi zvuk

Brisača, okolina to ne shvača al meni se tamo ne vraća

— nisam za to, sve vrijeme sam to znao, sad se

Čudim samom sebi što sam uopće tol’ko ostao

Dosta i previše sranja za malo para, niti

Za to imam dara, nit se tamo nešto stvara, idem

Kući, ne vračam se i puca mi što će bit, rađe

Pošteno gladan nego kurvanjski da sam sit, i

Taman kad sam mislio već opsovati nešto

Stvari su samo nekako sjele na svoje mjesto

Gurnem kljuc u bravu dok ulazim u stan i pomislim

«ovo je bio dobar dan»

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Dan kada mislim samo na sebe

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Dan kada mislim samo na sebe

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Remi:

Opet su se skupile oko kafe-aparata

Da komentiraju kolege iza zatvorenih vrata

Hihoću se glupavo, sve smatraju smiješnim

Srednjevječne gospođe u majicama pretijesnim

Prolazim pored, osjećam poglede na leđima

Teško je u takvoj situaciji ostat normalna

A šef ko šef, olinjali pervertit

Za mlado meso ima razvijen apetit

Zatrpava me poslom, dok u uredu gladi kitu

Cijele dane na domjencima glumi elitu

Vidim da me gleda, mesari me buljavim očima

Pomislim, ako me opet dirne, ubit ću ga

«Kolegice dođite, nešto mi nije jasno»

I njegova ruka na mom dupetu… ma prekrasno

Nakon stotog puta, napokon gubim živce

«Jebem vam mater, gospodine», pljunem mu u lice

Istrčavam iz ureda, trpam stvari, dosta je govana

Ne želim se više osjećat silovana

Suznih očiju, na rubu, vučem se do kuće

Napravila sam nešto za sebe, razmišljam dok me kiša tuče

I taman kad sam mislila opsovati nešto

Stvari su napokon legle na svoje mjesto

Gurnem ključ u bravu dok u ulazim u stan

I pomislim, ovo je bio dobar dan

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Dan kada mislim samo na sebe

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Dan kada mislim samo na sebe

Ovo je zbilja dobar dan

Shot:

Kolko sam puta istrpio, kolko prešutio

Samo da ne bi po nosu dobio

Kolko sam puta glavu pognuo, koliko pregrmio

Samo da nebi sigurnost izgubio

Kolko ustupaka, sve jer sam se bojao

Da tlo pod nogama ne bi izgubio

Kolko slomova, koliko

Sve bi to izbjego samo da sam im’o više petlje

Shot:

I emptied the drawer, put everything in the box

Stored my cup and the things they travel with me because

I'm broke the movie and I'm in pain, you know what

I'm raising the anchor from here, their mother is gone

Farewell parties, gifts from colleagues

I go out on a rainy street because I'm tired of everything, let me

It's raining, the rain is wetting me, I'd rather this blunt

I can't, I really can't, too much has come together

I'm driving home for the last time from work, listening to a dull sound

Eraser, the environment doesn't understand that, but it doesn't come back to me there

- I'm not for it, I knew it all the time, now it is

I wonder why I stayed that long

Enough and too much shit for a little money, neither

I have a gift for that, nothing is created there, I'm going

Home, I'm not coming back and I'm shooting what will happen, I'd rather

Fairly hungry than a whore to be full, and

Just when I was about to curse something

Things just kind of fell into place

I push the key into the lock as I enter the apartment and think

"This was a good day"

This is a really good day

This is a really good day

A day when I think only of myself

This is a really good day

This is a really good day

This is a really good day

A day when I think only of myself

This is a really good day

Draw:

They gathered around the coffee machine again

To comment colleagues behind closed doors

I giggle stupidly, everyone finds it funny

Medieval ladies in T-shirts too tight

I walk past, feeling the looks on my back

It is difficult to stay normal in such a situation

A boss like a boss, a pervert

He has a developed appetite for young meat

He overwhelms me with work while he strokes my dick in the office

He plays the elite all day at banquets

I see him looking at me, butchers staring at me

I think if he touches me again, I'll kill him

"Colleagues, come, something is not clear to me"

And his hand on my ass is beautiful

After a hundred times, I finally lose my temper

"Fuck you mother, sir," I spit in his face

I run out of the office, stuff things, a lot of shit

I don't want to feel raped anymore

With tears in my eyes, on the edge, I drag myself home

I made something for myself, thinking while the rain beats me

And just when I was thinking of cursing something

Things finally fell into place

I push the key into the lock as I enter the apartment

And I think, this was a good day

This is a really good day

This is a really good day

A day when I think only of myself

This is a really good day

This is a really good day

This is a really good day

A day when I think only of myself

This is a really good day

Shot:

How many times have I endured, how many times have I kept silent

Just so he wouldn't get hit in the nose

How many times I bowed my head, how many times I overwhelmed

Just so he doesn't lose security

How many concessions, all because I was afraid

That he would not lose the ground under his feet

How many breakdowns, how many

I would have avoided it all if I had more loopholes