Lyrics of Hrvatski psiho - Elemental

Hrvatski psiho (original)

INK:
Doktore, doktore, zlo mi je, što mi je?
Trošim apaurin da lakše zaspim
Kažu svakom dođe žuta minuta mene
Je pukla jedna žuta duga ko godina ljuta
Kompa mi na igli, doktoreeeeee kuda smo to stigli
Drugi me gnjave za novce valjda briju da
Smo se digli.
Kolko zarađujem, kolko ploča prodajem
Brate život nije fer svi su plastični ko Cher
(a vi ste?)
Krv bez vene u zemlji gdje ginu djeca
Danas kad čujem sirene, paranoja me štreca
Sjebo nas je rat dok su lude vikale treba klat
Danas se pola nacije boji leć a kamoli ić spat
Nemamo za jesti al uvijek ima za srat
Doktore zašto je u ljudima zlo, da mi je znat?
(samo polako)
Kako polako?
Meni su sati minute
Vrime leti ko One II Many, kod nas ništa se ne cijeni
Dajem ljubav jednoj ženi, a ona ganja tuđe plahte
Djeca oće za van a ja nemam za platit
Rate, za stan, pa kak da ih učim da vjeruju
U Djed Mraza kad mi je život svlačionica
Poput Roberta Knjaza.
Crvenih obraza
Smišljam im laži za majku, jer je nikad
Nema, da im pročita bajku, za spavanje
Već se s drugim vucara na cajku
Blati i njih i mene, dok glumi radodajku
(bez vrijeđanja)
Ma ko tu koga vrijeđa ovdje stvari tako stoje
Pametni u ludnicama, a ludi mi dnevnice kroje
Djeca plaču, neznam šta ću, pa molim da kažu što je?
U školi nose pištolje pa se među vršnjake svoje, ić' boje
A prijatelje svoje pamtim u magli dima
Nekad nisam mogo bez njih a danas ne mogu s njima
Poganim jezicima jer ih mržnja puca
Šire neistinu kad god zinu pa ni se non-stop štuca
(evo popijte si vode. Nije sve tako strašno.)
Vraga nije
Doktore ma ne znate vi kao je meni živjeti
U hrvatskoj psihi.
Doktore Doktore
Ne znate vi kako je živjeti u hrvatskoj psihi
SHOT:
Gospodine, Gospodine…
Najveći problem je u vama
Svojim negativnim stavom samo sebi škodite
I sama pomisao da žena vam vucara se za drugima…
Ma molim vas!
Nemojte!
Za vas je udana, a djeca kad plaču, vi ih istucite
Da vidite dal drugi put će pustit suzu?
Neće, tako smirite i sebe i njih
Više vas neće vući za rukav
Depresivni ste gospodine, to vam je krivi stav…
Nije ništa ljudima, problem je samo u vama
Idite, ispucajte se na utakmici Dinama
Pa pustite okolinu, radite, to je to
Dajte idite odavde sretni što imate posao!
REMI:
Čujem glasove u glavi… Kaj da napravim?
Da odem u Švabiju bauštelat, u Italiju se kurvat
Konobarit na prekooceanski brod
Ili da dišem ovaj isti hrvatski smog?
Da se budim u 5, pa na šljaku u neku tvornicu
U rujnu dobim plaću za veljaču
Plaćam grobnicu na Mirogoju, stanarinu, struju, telefon
Odvajam si od usta dok ne puknem ko balon
Dajte mi, doktore, čarobnu formulu, abrakadabra
Da razvučem od prvog do prvog
Ne, nisam sabrana i nisam svoja sva
A trebam bistra čula sva da bi familiju prehranila.
(oprostite, molim?)
Eto, niko ne sluša, nit da pokuša
Samo svi lažu i prenemažu ko da smo u Saboru
A moje lice slaže boru na boru
Europa nas drži u šaci ko ovce u toru.
Odajte mi foru!
(nema tu.)
Ma nešto mora!
Kako to, drugi mirišu na parfem ja smrdim na vlagu?
Kupam se u znoju lica svog, stavljam na vagu
Sve mogućnosti, nemam budućnosti
Jedino imam mali podstanarski stan i tanak san
Navečer, raširim noge iz navike i jer moram
Ne smijem mu reći «ne», ak popije, zna biti nasilan
Često se događa, izgubi živce, nije fer
Da živim s masnicom na oku, u strahu, i ja i kćer, i tako svaku večer.
On ima PTSP, zahvalnicu i geler u nozi
A ja razbijeni san i mjesto u redu na burzi…
SHOT:
U redu, razumijem, al vaše depresivno stanje nema smisla
Vi ste zdravi, možda da rodite još djece?
To da vas malo zabavi, svaki problem se zaboravi —
Podižite sretnu obitelj, nek vam je to primarni cilj
Seks sredstvo, suprug hranitelj, pa pustite njega na miru
Vama je dosadno
(ali doktore)
Ma nemojte, sve mi je jasno, ja vas razumijem posao
Idite (ali) idite, rađajte djecu i nemojte prigovarat
Vi znate gdje vam je mjesto, nemamo o čemu razgovarat, doviđenja!

(translation)

INK:
Doctor, doctor, I'm sick, what's wrong with me?
I use apaurin to fall asleep easier
They say everyone gets a yellow minute of me
One yellow rainbow burst like a year
My friend on the needle, doktoreeeeee where did we get to
Others are bothering me about money, I guess they shave
We got up.
How much I earn, how many records I sell
Brother, life is not fair, everyone is as plastic as Cher
(and you are?)
Blood without a vein in the land where children die
Today, when I hear sirens, paranoia strikes me
We were screwed by the war while the crazy shouts need a slaughter
Today, half the nation is afraid of lentils, let alone sleep
We have nothing to eat but there is always something to shit
Doctor, why is it evil in people, that I know?
(only slowly)
How slowly?
Hours are minutes for me
Time flies like One II Many, nothing is appreciated here
I give love to a woman, and she chases other people's sheets
The kids want to go out and I don't have to pay
Rate, for the apartment, so how do I teach them to believe
To Santa Claus when my life is a locker room
Like Robert the Prince.
Red cheeks
I make up lies for them about their mother, because she never did
No, to read them a fairy tale, to sleep
He's already having a party with another
He slanders them and me while he plays the role model
(no insults)
No matter who insults whom here, things are like that
Smart in madhouses, and crazy diaries cut me
The kids are crying, I don’t know what I’m going to do, so please tell me what is it?
They carry guns at school, so they are afraid of their peers
And I remember my friends in the mist of smoke
I used to not be able to do without them and today I can't do with them
Bad tongues because hatred shoots them
He spreads untruths whenever he yawns, so he doesn't hiccup non-stop
(Drink some water. It's not all that bad.)
Hell no
Doctor, you don't know what it's like for me to live
In the Croatian psyche.
Doctor Doctor
You don't know what it's like to live in the Croatian psyche
SHOT:
Sir, Sir…
The biggest problem is in you
By your negative attitude you are only harming yourself
The very thought of your wife dragging you after others…
Please!
Do not!
She is married to you, and when the children cry, you beat them
See if he'll shed a tear next time?
No, so calm yourself and them down
He won't pull your sleeve anymore
You are depressed sir, this is your wrong attitude…
It's nothing to people, it's just you
Go shoot yourself at the Dinamo match
So let go of the environment, work, that’s it
Come on out of here happy you have a job!
REMI:
I hear voices in my head… What can I do?
To go to Swabia bauštelat, to Italy whore
Waiter on an ocean liner
Or to breathe this same Croatian smog?
To wake up at 5, then on slag to some factory
In September I get paid for February
I pay for the tomb on Mirogoj, rent, electricity, telephone
I pull it away from my mouth until it bursts like a balloon
Give me, doctor, a magic formula, abracadabra
To stretch from first to first
No, I'm not collected and I'm not all my own
And I need clear senses to feed my family.
(Excuse me, please?)
Here, no one listens or tries
Only everyone is lying and pretending that we are in Parliament
And my face matches the pine on the pine
Europe holds us in its arms like sheep in a corral.
Give me a trick!
(not here.)
Something must!
How come others smell like perfume I stink of moisture?
I bathe in the sweat of my brow, I put it on the scales
All possibilities, I have no future
I only have a small rented apartment and a thin dream
In the evening, I spread my legs out of habit and because I have to
I can't tell him no, even if he drinks, he can be violent
It happens often, he loses his temper, it's not fair
To live with a bruise on my eye, in fear, both me and my daughter, and so on every night.
He has PTSD, a thank you note and a shrapnel in his leg
And I shattered the dream and place in line on the stock market…
SHOT:
Okay, I understand, but your depressed state doesn't make sense
You are healthy, maybe to have more children?
To entertain you a little, every problem is forgotten -
Raise a happy family, let that be your primary goal
Sex tool, husband breadwinner, so leave him alone
You are bored
(but doctor)
No, everything is clear to me, I understand your work
Go (but) go, have children and don’t complain
You know where you belong, we have nothing to talk about, goodbye!