Pitala Si Me - Hladno Pivo

Pitala si me zašto tvoje ime

Nikad ne provlačim kroz rime

Zašto ga ne nikad ne ukrasim metaforama krasnim

Pa da se time hvališ kolegicama s posla

Ma nema šanse nema tih para

Da mi ikad budeš dio repertoara

Pa da tvoje ime pjevuši 'ko stigne

Da si svatko tek tako na brzinu puni tišinu

Mislim da bih razbio gitaru

Da čujem da te fućkaju na pisoaru

Da me jednog dana gledaš poniženo

Iz kuta dućana gdje je sve u pola sniženo

Ova pjesma o tebi koja si mi sve na svijetu

Ovaj pokušaj da kažem neizrecivo

Nikad se neće naći na nekom CD-u

Imati naslov cijenu i Bar code

Zar da radio voditelj kreštava glasa

Preko naše himne traži vlasnike pasa

Da se cereka, jer kao dobra je zeka

U svaki jebeni singl ubaciti jingle

Ništa nije sveto

Sve je bruto i neto

Sve je zabava

Bitno da nešto svira za žedna uha

Da nikog ne dira dok pere il' kuha

Da narodu skrati onih osam sati

I da lijepo stane između dvije reklame

You asked me why your name

I never go through rhymes

Why don't I ever decorate it with beautiful metaphors

So that you can brag to your colleagues from work

No way, no money

To ever be part of my repertoire

So that your name is sung 'whoever arrives

That everyone just quickly fills the silence

I think I would break the guitar

Let me hear you whistling on the urinal

To look at me humiliated one day

From the corner of the store where everything is halved

This song about you who is everything to me in the world

This attempt to say the unspeakable

It will never be found on a CD

Have a title price and Bar code

Is that a radio host screaming

He is looking for dog owners through our anthem

To laugh, because she's a good bunny

Insert a jingle into every fucking single

Nothing is sacred

Everything is gross and net

It's all fun

It is important that something plays for the thirsty ear

Not to touch anyone while washing or cooking

To shorten those eight hours for the people

And to fit nicely between two commercials