Demode

You must know that I know that I'm demode
But even the blind chick could pick the bug in the head
Like Roman Polanski, watching movies at the first date
Just let yourself go, and let it be demode…

Each guy's full of shit
making himself big
fucker
telling stories from the past
did anyone really admit
how many times
he tried to score
but got dumped
in the ass?

First hit - too short
Next is too long
Hitman's happy
You've missed that, bro!

But the third time
you must hit the target,
You've wasted 2 granates,
who cares,
move on!

Three times blank, one hit
Poker,
Hot meal
For the passenger
Must be a thrill

You don't make plans
About collateral
Farts and hickups
Dude
Even a blind chick forgets
Swallowing dust
When it digs out
Some greasy food

Lua lua le…


So let yourself go tonight, and let it be demode
Let these old rhymes do the magic tricks, babe
Only the ones who slave know how sweet freedom tastes
Like Roman Polanski, watching movies at the first date

Lua lua le lua lua le…
I am demode.
Lua lua le lua lua le…
A bit demode.


And the goal-keeper dreams of taking a ball
Leading it all alone, shooting for goal
But if he dares to try that too often
He ends up playing for the team at the bottom

Big family is sucking a dick
Of a lucky one who won a lottery
And nobody counts thrown away tickets,
Cirrhosis, neurosis, lack of vitamines

Handmade table-cloth, fancy work, tapestries,
Beautifully arranged chairs and showcases,
Nobody cares if it takes all morning long
for granny to pull a thread through a broach

Lua lua le…


So let yourself go tonight, and let it be demode
Let these old rhymes do the magic tricks, babe
Only the ones who slave know how sweet freedom tastes
Like Roman Polanski, watching movies at the first date

Lua lua le lua lua le…
I am demode.

Danica Asurdžić