Riblja Corba — Gastarbajterska Pesma song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Gastarbajterska Pesma" by Riblja Corba.
Lyrics
Osecam se ko poslednje govno
A to skrivam i cuvam ko tajnu
Samo cutim, a glasno bi psovno
Oj, Frankfurtu, jebem li ti Majnu
Ne izlazim, samo kuci sedim
Vredno sljakam svoje dane radne
Svaku marku gledam da pristedim
Jedva cekam da subota padne
Kad subotom narodnjaci dodju
Ja na vratu okacim kravatu
Pa izvedem sebe i gospodju
I ponesem celu svoju platu
Kada cujem zvuke rodnog kraja
Ja se onda otkacim do jaja
Kad muzika kolce mi zasviri
Praziluk mi iz dupeta viri
Pijem pice, jedem cevapcice
Sa kosulje pokidam dugmice
Pevaljka se malo razgoliti
Celo drustvo markama je kiti …
U nedelju, u podne se budim
Da se bilo cega setim ja se trudim
Samleven sam ko mleveno meso
A mozda sam cak i zenu kreso
Lyrics translation
I feel like the last piece of shit.
And I hide it and keep it a secret.
I just hear it, and I swear out loud
Hey, Frankfort, for fuck's sake!
I don't go out, I just stay at home.
I stand on my working days
I look at each brand to agree
I can't wait for Saturday
On Saturdays the Narodniks arrive
I hang my tie around my neck
So I'll get myself and the gentlemen out
And I'm taking all my pay.
When I hear the sounds of my native end
Then I throw myself at the eggs.
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Let me out of your ass
I drink drinks, I eat cevapcice
I'll tear the buttons off my shirt
Fucking a little undress
All of the society brands have to pee …
On Sunday, at noon, I Wake up
If I could remember anything, I would try.
I'm as hungry as meat broth.
And maybe I even fucked my wife.