Danas u Beograd dolazi Džozef Bajden, potpredsednik SAD. Iako je on lično bio za bombardovanje Srbije, odnosno tadašnje SR Jugoslavije i , koliko znam, nikad nije bio nešto preterano naklonjen Srbiji, ova pesma koju sam pripremio nije namenjena lično njemu već čitavoj američkoj spoljnjoj politici, a on, tj. njegov dolazak, je samo povod za ovaj unos na blogu.

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Military show is Blastin’ off to Kosovo.
Military show with lightning speed.
Sensitivity? Oh, just a rusty nail in the corporate show.
How many stabs before we bleed?

Those Pinocchios chattering out in stereo,
boy Pinnocchio and his golden deed.
Masculinity? Oh, galvanized in the world wide show
as we fertilise the seed.

Power mad, I didn’t chop the tree down dad
I only try to do what’s right.
Power man, the best friend that you ever had
unless of course you choose to fight.

Power mad, driving out of the shadows,
he never tires when he plays.
Power mad, he’s a streak in the night time
speculating how he’ll take on the world some day.

Originality? Oh, just a rusty nail in a Broadway show.
How many stabs before we succeed?

Power mad, I didn’t drop my pants down dad,
I know my left hand from my right.
Power man, the best friend that you ever had
unless of course you lose the fight.

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