Ulce Mesta


Ulce mesta v katerem zivim
Polne smatei so in ljudi
Policaji preganjajo postene ljudi
V banki cez cesto alarm zvoni
Otroci v vrtcih na sipah obrazi,
Kaj jih se caka
Da pridejo do sem
Po ulcah nasga mesta vidis vse bogate in revne
Pa stare in mlade
Za jutr gradimo
Vi tega ne veste
Polagamo nove
Ulce mesta
V peskovniku lezijo igle vcas
Se kdo ureze na piksno od pira
Starsi po sluzbah grejo stole,
Mulci kradejo v trgovini
Po ulcah nasga mesta vidis vse bogate in revne
Pa stare in mlade
Zaspane, pijane, vesele, vdane samomorilce v BS-u
In narkomane







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