Lyrics of Firma Ilegal - Dubioza Kolektiv

Firma Ilegal (original)

Program vlade stane na stranicu formata A4
Program jeste ambiciozan, al' on je veoma realan izvodljiv
(Da li vjerujete federalnoj vladi?)
Ne vjerujem
Šareni marketinški zidovi srama
Prazna obećanja su najbolja reklama
Na stolu komad hljeba, u snovima salama
Sve u ime naroda, čist profit i zarada
Kažite nam ministri, naši poslanici
Zašto ratni invalidi žive ko jadnici
Na ivici života, vama bitna svota
Poznajete l' osjećaj, zove se sramota
Mi nismo više što smo bili
Od samih sebe dugo se krili
Dolazi dan da kažeš ne, ne
Nemaš šta izgubit', već smo izgubili sve
Sva ova demokratija, samo birokratija
Zajednički tal, firma ilegal
Prazne retorike, bez razuma i logike
Sve im je egal, firma ilegal
Kao da sudnji dan je blizu
Redovi zločinaca u nizu
I dok ti samo gubiš vrijeme
Njima glas ti daješ, oni uzimaju sve
Sva ova demokratija, samo birokratija
Zajednički tal, firma ilegal
Prazne retorike, bez razuma i logike
Sve im je egal, firma ilegal
Šareni marketinški zidovi srama
Prazna obećanja su najbolja reklama
Na stolu komad hljeba, u snovima salama
Sve u ime naroda, čist profit i zarada
Kažite nam ministri, naši poslanici
Zašto ratni invalidi žive ko jadnici
Na ivici života, vama bitna svota
Poznajete l' osjećaj, zove se sramota
Šareni marketinški zidovi srama
Prazna obećanja su najbolja reklama
Na stolu komad hljeba, u snovima salama
Sve u ime naroda, čist profit i zarada
Kažite nam ministri, naši poslanici
Zašto ratni invalidi žive ko jadnici
Na ivici života, vama bitna svota
Poznajete l' osjećaj, zove se sramota
Zvijeri bez milosti, odani robovi
Ljigave obijesti, bogati snobovi
Čiji smo robovi, obični brojevi
Niži slojevi, kvarni strojevi
Mijenjaju stolice, znojave guzice
Nama po glavama sijevaju palice
Nemamo vize da pređemo granice
Šareni marketinški zidovi srama
Prazna obećanja su najbolja reklama
Na stolu komad hljeba, u snovima salama
Sve u ime naroda, čist profit i zarada
Kažite nam ministri, naši poslanici
Zašto ratni invalidi žive ko jadnici
Na ivici života, vama bitna svota
Poznajete l' osjećaj, zove se sramota

(translation)

The government program is placed on an A4 page
The program is ambitious, but it is very realistically feasible
(Do you trust the federal government?)
I do not believe
Colorful marketing walls of shame
Empty promises are the best advertisement
On the table a piece of bread, in dreams salami
All in the name of the people, pure profit and earnings
Tell us ministers, our deputies
Because war invalids live like the poor
On the edge of life, you care about the amount
If you know the feeling, it's called shame
We are no longer what we used to be
They hid from themselves for a long time
The day is coming to say no, no
You have nothing to lose, we have already lost everything
All this democracy, just bureaucracy
Common ground, company illegal
Empty rhetoric, without reason and logic
Everything is equal to them, the company is illegal
As if doomsday is near
Rows of criminals in a row
And while you're just wasting your time
You give them a vote, they take everything
All this democracy, just bureaucracy
Common ground, company illegal
Empty rhetoric, without reason and logic
Everything is equal to them, the company is illegal
Colorful marketing walls of shame
Empty promises are the best advertisement
On the table a piece of bread, in dreams salami
All in the name of the people, pure profit and earnings
Tell us ministers, our deputies
Because war invalids live like the poor
On the edge of life, you care about the amount
If you know the feeling, it's called shame
Colorful marketing walls of shame
Empty promises are the best advertisement
On the table a piece of bread, in dreams salami
All in the name of the people, pure profit and earnings
Tell us ministers, our deputies
Because war invalids live like the poor
On the edge of life, you care about the amount
If you know the feeling, it's called shame
Beasts without mercy, loyal slaves
Slimy sluts, rich snobs
Whose slaves we are, ordinary numbers
Lower layers, defective machines
They change chairs, sweaty asses
Sticks are shining on our heads
We don't have visas to cross borders
Colorful marketing walls of shame
Empty promises are the best advertisement
On the table a piece of bread, in dreams salami
All in the name of the people, pure profit and earnings
Tell us ministers, our deputies
Because war invalids live like the poor
On the edge of life, you care about the amount
If you know the feeling, it's called shame