Shot:
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They put up posters with some clever phrase, yours
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A face with a tie and some semi-blunt expression
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With an American smile, it doesn't boil or pass, after
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You'd have a mustache drawn for twenty days
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But it's over - and we smoked spike, did you
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That damn voice on beautiful eyes, I guess we're in the picture
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Pali - you grabbed the armchair, you heard
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Parliament, silent, let someone else grind
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He would enter the hall when they said "hands up" over
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Connections to some board of directors fell into trouble
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The salary grew, you didn't say anything in the parliament
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I prefer the whole day in the canteen with two gems
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You have decided for a foreigner some building permit, from
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The city to get land to open a shopping mall
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You took a commission, bought an apartment in the city, had
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A very expensive car to go to a government session
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The rut took you, you swayed nicely, into yourself
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You've come a long way since
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An ordinary clerk, through the war in the local community
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In civil protection to the party then in the center, well
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Here are your choices - fellow citizens love you, now
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You're where you are, you're fine, you're in pain
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You're where you are, you're fine, you're in pain
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You're where you are, fuck people, it hurts…
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Why do I have you when you don't give me anything
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Why I have you when you don't hear my voice
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Do I ever think of it?
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Do you ever stop to think about us?
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Rummy:
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Who would have thought how time passed while you were enjoying yourself
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Here is the election again, you ran again
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And bought the media, poured out of the pate
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Performed under the slogan "Let's throw out what bothers the people"
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And in fact, you didn't know what was going on
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You delved too deep to discern
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But another victory and a representative fee
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From the opposition and the party, everyone chanted "You are the emperor"
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You were on the boards, cutting the red ribbons
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Radio under the radar with bribes and envelopes
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Millions of kunas are deposited in the account
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Everyone is asking you for help, with your signature everything is possible
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You licked tycoons, you loved watches
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You sold dignity for precious stones
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You fooled the people, showed them the middle ground
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And they thought you were honest
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He is a wonderful man and a hardworking idealist
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And a few years ago the fiercest communist
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He fights for the people and says he is a humanist
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And at our expense he is a hedonist
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Shot:
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But it's tight, these media, it's hard to control them
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Start digging and digging where you can't touch
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Someone's eyebrows rose, Uskok tangled his fingers
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But they can't do anything, they don't have solid evidence
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Rummy:
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You lost your mind, you greedily grabbed for yourself
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God forbid the masses raise their voices against you
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You blew a cigar from the window of a paperless urban villa
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An untouchable bastard without peace of mind
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Your chair shook because of the investigative request
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And the affair of the built shopping center without permits
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With the withdrawal of ties, everything was covered up
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Time heals wounds, people quickly forget |