90te - Separ

Vyťahané béžové pančuchy manchesterové gate

Umelí zelení vojaci, hodiny vojny v blate

Čiernobiele fotky na ktorých sa odpúšťate

čo má kazeta spoločné s ceruzou si pamätáte?

Na malej, dvesto nebolo vác jak …

Do ruky termix a von na chrbte s lukom

V bráne odstavená najmocnějša BMX na dvore

Som vedel flekovať tak že lubne boli v pozore

Od rána do tmy vonku kým zažli lampy

Mamky kričali z okien rozpúšťali bandy

Všeci boly rovnakí nikto nerešil handry

Jebnuté deti pád komunizmu kopec srandy

Neboli mobili debili nesedeli doma

Keď si ich chcel nájsť musel si behať jak puma

Všetky fleky, potom pískat pod oknami znova

Všeci boli furt vonku však taká bola doba

Vracam sa späť do tej doby keď sa nosily traky

Držaly neforemné kaky, manchesterstraky a traky

Sme boli všeci, cvičky trenky účes rovnaký

Zbierali céčka, kradli značky áut a odznaky

Nebol laptop, mobily, xbox, ani domáce kino

To ozajstné kino bolo čo vonku sa žilo

Bola pevná linka zvonček kde sme sa dohodli

Boli tri pevné miesta kde vždy bol niekto bez dohody

Neboli hypermarkety, obchody velké jak tescá

Boli malí obchodníci čo poznali tie decká

Si predstav kedysi boli štyri malinovky

Startky, šarli, petri a žiadne davidovky

Nákup na týžden sa dal zvládnuť za kilo

V podstate jak teraz len kilo hodnotu zmenilo

Ťažko to vysvetliť bolo to iné na živo

Bolo tak málo veci aj tak nám to k šťastiu stačilo

Pulled beige Manchester gate stockings

Artificial green soldiers, hours of war in the mud

Black and white photos you forgive

what does the cartridge have to do with the pencil do you remember?

For a small, two hundred there was nothing more than…

In the hand of a termix and out on the back with a bow

The most powerful BMX in the yard parked in the gate

I knew how to spot so they were alert

From morning until dark outside until the lamps came on

Moms screamed from the windows dissolving the bands

They were all the same no one solved the rags

Fucking children fall communism hill fun

They were not mobile morons sitting at home

When you wanted to find them, you had to run like a cougar

All stains, then whistle under the windows again

Everyone was still out, but that was the time

I'm going back to the time when the straps were worn

They held amorphous cocoa, manchester straps and straps

We were all trainers shorts hairstyle the same

They collected checkers, stole car signs and badges

There was no laptop, cell phone, xbox, or home theater

That real cinema was what people lived outside

There was a landline bell where we agreed

There were three fixed places where there was always someone without an agreement

They weren't hypermarkets, shops as big as you could

There were little merchants who knew the kids

Imagine once there were four raspberries

Starters, scarlet feathers, petri and no davidovky

Shopping for a week could be handled per kilo

Basically, as of now, just a pound of value has changed

It's hard to explain, it was different live

There were so few things, but it was enough for us