Oni su [English translation]

This is not political correct general

Either left neither right than straight in the place

With fist in the head so they will be without teeth

To make fun in assembly when discussing institution

This is rebellion against Dahiyas

This is tearing Bukagliyas

Over it you don’t have control

This is massive reaction.

Fast wakes premiere

I hear that handcuffs clank

Muster all ministers

Keys of the treasury

Hey, report for the nation to hear who stole

Fucked up our lives, and didn’t suit in court

Now you withdrew so there is not revenge

This is codex of thieves, no one wants to admit.

And people here don’t remember enough, that’s the main problem

Who fucked you years, he will fuck you now

But wonder yourself, what are you, man?

Humble and shy, you are afraid of freedom.

Enough are crumbs to give up fighting

Assholes, infectious disease

They will sale their mother to see benefit in it

We pay bills where is their signature

I don’t need BIA, to tell me that I’m honest

Neither radical to tell me that I’m Serbian

There’s no need to demagogue call me from pulpit

To fight for a better, that’s why we are here.

They are system, instruction

Dogma, corruption, terror institution

Repression kills

Mafia, cops, state, banditry,

Judge, referee, and we are revolution.

They are system, instruction

Dogma, corruption, terror institution

Repression kills

Mafia, cops, state, banditry,

And we are revolution, this is not Serbia.

Fuck dialogue, I don’t negotiate with scum

You are lying like cattle, there is your stall

Party troops, better go to the shelter

We will lock the city, while we don’t clean the sediment.

And let to be clear for you all

With deputies’ salaries

Who continues as usual

They will pay with head.

Patriots before election

Hundred times they issued us

They sent us to war

For their personal concern.

While icons singed, mothers lamented

On the bloody money institutions came up

Reality is more expensive, and a lie every time cheaper

Yellow as a print which police manage

Black-white Serbia, discord kills it

On the way to the Europe, in shit ended

Why with a bomb to say

That this story got us sick and tired

On sessions I break in and hostages to take.

Our history didn’t learn you anything?

We are for us like the biggest enemies

This is open message for all worst nosy people

For all your works, adjudicated in face-in-face

At the behest to all, to not happen again

Generation to suffer for welfare regime

Remember all as one

Just healthy heads against system

They are system, instruction

Dogma, corruption, terror institution

Repression kills

Mafia, cops, state, banditry,

And we are revolution, this is not Serbia.

• Artist:Beogradski Sindikat