Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 99%, artist - Dubioza Kolektiv. Album song Apsurdistan, in the genre Ска
Date of issue: 05.09.2013
Record label: MenART
Song language: Croatian
99%(original) |
EUrofobija, gubi il' dobija? |
Buka, mikrofonija kroz gomilu probija |
Mozak dekodiran, bijes apsorbiran |
Čeka se na momenat kad sve će da eksplodira |
EUtanazija, sumnja se razvija |
Svjetlija budućnost ili puka fantazija |
Dok um metastazira, ummet fantazira |
Dalja nam Evropa nego Afrika, Azija |
Tenzija raste jače, narod pun je gnjeva |
Riječi izgubile su pređimo na djela |
Dolazi sve na svoje baš kako i treba |
Kako i neće kad se nema ni za hljeba |
Zašto da sistem lomi samo moja rebra? |
Zar moja strana štapa mora biti deblja |
Račun je jednostavan sve je vrlo prosto |
Nas 99 njih je 1% |
Fuerte la gente |
Alma y mente |
Siempre presente |
Va luchar, van a luchar x 4 |
Narod kondicioniran, gudrama stondiran |
Čeka socijalni mir, neko Tita da klonira |
Moral demoliran, samoizoliran |
Prstom neće maći prije nego implodira |
Euroskeptici, šatro heretici |
Dok seru o slobodi, vrlo skloni patetici viču: |
«tamnica naroda», na pameti zarada |
A gdje je bolje sutra pitajte Milana Tarota |
Okus slobode, miris mokraće u zraku |
Dok čekamo da svane tapkamo u mraku |
Kamere škljocaju, snimaju bjednike |
Savršeno meso za večernje dnevnike |
Zašto da sistem lomi samo naša rebra? |
Zar naša strana štapa mora biti deblja? |
Račun je jednostavan sve je vrlo prosto |
Nas 99 njih je 1% |
(translation) |
EUrophobia, losing or gaining? |
Noise, microphones broke through the crowd |
Brain decoded, anger absorbed |
We are waiting for the moment when everything will explode |
EUtanasia, suspicion developed |
A brighter future or mere fantasy |
While the mind metastasizes, the ummah fantasizes |
Europe is more distant to us than Africa, Asia |
The tension is growing stronger, the people are full of anger |
Words have lost the deed to deeds |
Everything comes to its own just as it should |
How can it not when there is no bread |
Why should the system only break my ribs? |
Does my side of the stick have to be thicker |
The account is simple, everything is very simple |
99 of us are 1% |
Fuck the people |
Alma y mente |
Always present |
To play, to play x 4 |
The people are conditioned, they are stoned |
Waiting for social peace, someone to clone Tito |
Morality demolished, self-isolated |
He won't move a finger before he implodes |
Eurosceptics, tent heretics |
While shitting about freedom, very prone to pathos shout: |
"Dungeon of the people", earnings in mind |
And where is better tomorrow ask Milan Tarot |
The taste of freedom, the smell of urine in the air |
While we wait for dawn, we tap in the dark |
Cameras snap, record the poor |
Perfect meat for evening diaries |
Why should the system only break our ribs? |
Does our side of the stick have to be thicker? |
The account is simple, everything is very simple |
99 of us are 1% |