Šurda [English translation]

1.str.

Sometimes you wish that the earth swallow you up*

when you live in the ruined country...

And I'm becoming feeble, more and more.

I have a collection of 7-8 dismissals.

Yesterday was my 60th birthday. Pension is miserable.

So, now I am also fired as a man.

I saw all thefts. I have no proof for any of them.

I haven't raised up from depression for the last 20 years.

My dick hasn't raised up cuz depression for last 20 years.

My wife went to other man, cuz this goof needs a viagra.

I don't speak with my son. I don't want even to see him.

He is a member of Dinkic 's* party-what means he is a thief.

I play a chess with one man who can't stop to speak.

I don't trust to the death, cuz it will also be boring.

And, so, I stare at TV whenever I am home.

Coursemen*, Farm, Brother* and similar bullshits.

Than I switch to RTS* and I immediately fly into rage

cuz they show same serials from the time when I was boy.

Nerves are turning on, pressure is raising, stomach is twitching.

They asked for a subscription, I paid that recently.

But then they said to me that all about subscription is a lie,

that they can't to sue me and that I paid for it in vein.

And nothing is worth to me-that's just pissing next to ether.

Look there, they let again a Hot Wind*.

Forty years in a row, motherfuckers.

Look, Surda*dances, sings, pisses over my aches.

So I finally got mad, and without any question,

I stood in front of the mirror and took shoe polish.

I painted my hair, I took razor and hat,

and I went outside in the night to rid of the problems.

Ref.

Parararam, I finally got mad.

Parararam, and everything is cool now.

Parararam, and if UDBA* ask about me,

I am not incapable, I am Surda.

2.str.

My name is Surda. I am giving a sign by a razor.

I cut you a bit in the darkness.

You lose all your blood in the ambulance.

And you really know that you made a success in your life

when Vucic*mention you on TV news and his hands are not steepled in that time,cuz his fingers are trembling.

Fear for everyone: Surda.

Cops chase me.My brother in low is responsible for my case.

But he is not much smart - that good sweaty fatso.

I think that he will need five seasons to detect me.

Ten jugulated throats - that's my current balance.

I choose victims randomly cuz everyone is beast.

But one night it showed clearly in my head

what in fact is agenda for public service.

There is Variegatedness* and plus all those serials about villages which make that looks like country is carrying of it.

But in reality tortured villagers, there, often block

highways using tractors and cows.

RTS puts color over their eyes*

in accordance with one's plan.

It is surely connected with Zika* The Hick!

I fell asleep sweetly, very serene inside.

I put down the dagger - Dagger Day is tomorrow for him!*

And tomorrow, the serial was stopped by force.

A cop in the plain clothes caught me in front of the RTS.

And that's how Surda ended. Ironic destiny.

That police man... he was from Cock's hill*.

3.str. (that other):

I threw that tied idiot in front of the police station.

Nice day. I have cracklings and cheese pie at home.

Nice day is rare. Rare among nasty ones.

Rare like humor in new Open Doors*.

There is no more good series. Luckily, there are reprises.

I watch Ljubisa* how he looks manly while he arrests culprits. And even if I'm not a cop, and even if I am totally crazy, I like, I like to imagine that I am he.

Ref.

Parararam, I finally got mad.

Parararam, and series seem cool to me.

Parararam, and if incapable one asks about me,

I am a cop from Cock's hill.

• Artist:Marčelo
• Album:Napet Šou