Where are you, where are you, where are you
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Where are you bro, where are you
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Tell me how you sleep
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You have a wife, a kid, you fuck around
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Tell me where you are
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What do you say to the children
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When they want new sneakers, for heavy kuna
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And you barely covered the bills with your salary, where are you?
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Tell me, godfather, where are you?
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Are you full of acting
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Or for other people's assholes
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To get to the sum
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He is from the forest, from the hill
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Whom God does not know
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He has a Mercedes and connections
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He's the director of your sector
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And he is his son
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Work to study
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Cool with the elite
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And it finances with your loan
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Where are you, bro
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Did you wear kalas
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You just got a monument
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But you are as hungry as Glavas
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You don't have to
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But you have promises
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And when the campaign is over
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You will have excuses
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You're still out of work
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Without life and food
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But you don't have a stomach for
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Listen to the amendments
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When you sleep, bro
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Are the pictures coming to you?
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Pierced hands
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Gudra with which you poison prike
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If you wake up in your sleep, you twitch
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It was horrible
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Same slave, same army
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He was like a brother to you
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And don't forget it
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You can't stop losing weight
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I can't swallow all the pills
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With them, everyone is dumb and stupid, where are you
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But at least those bloody ones don't come
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People in dreams, where are you, bro
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Sick, how is it
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Ref. |
4x
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Where are you, bro, where are you
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Tell me how it is
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There are a lot of guys who
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Real years, a lot
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Lots of guys who
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Too old, a lot
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There are few people who
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They sincerely love it
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Where are you, Ante, where are you, Edo
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Here I hope for the better
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Where are you, bro, where are you
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How congresses go
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Hiding the scandal
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And lazy news
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Quiet, sick, Ante
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It's election year
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A playground needs to be built
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Hospitals, parking lots
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To fill the polls
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Croatian mother
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Croats shot for their mother
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When mandates are won
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Svati, they will choose
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My coalition
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When the votes are added up
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Mo’s dick playing, sick
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Where are you, bro, where are you
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Tell me, what have you turned pale?
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You've been sleeping less since you were
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Dismissals shared
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It didn't touch you
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And elections were held
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You must lie
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'who would say you can't sleep now
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In fact, you tried the poster
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But it doesn't work
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And born children spit on you
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Because they hear Edina's songs
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So you are ashamed of yourself
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And mirror reflections
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Fuck Mercedes
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And leather seats
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Fucking expensive watches
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When the hand is defiled
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It seems to you for a moment
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That it's all a disgrace
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It seems bad
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That there is no luck
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But you know how it is
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Depression heals
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Well don't, pal
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That your conscience burns
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You have a mountain of money
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And here everyone is rubbish
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Sick, everything is for sale
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Even forgiven sins
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You were at Mass
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Tell me where you are
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Ref. |
4x |