A keresés eredménye

Robotic democracy

Robotic democracy
Artificial intelligence
My ideology
Is people's technology
 
You better vote for a robot, our candidate
Than for someone left winged
Cause he's better than Trump, Merkel or Macron
And other world leaders and poltroons
 
Theft is not important for him. He doesn't want piddling sugar
He has a built in anti corruption algorithm
He doesn't agree to damage and doesn't take bribe
This robot is practically a digital Tito
You get it?
 
Robotic democracy
Artificial intelligence
My ideology
Is people's technology
(3x)
 
New election is coming, and here we practice
To weep about how there's noone to vote for
But the century is twenty first. We have a solution.
You will never have to vote for idiots
 
Forget about your worries. Here are new tribes
Our president is an android with programs like from a dream
We won't be ridden my Murta when Kurta lets us go
Get out and vote foe our robot
Come on!
 
Robotic democracy
Artificial intelligence
My ideology
Is people's technology
(3x)
 
Robotic democracy
 

The Internet Song

Ever since the computer
Arrived to my village
The internet connection
Is a folk tradition
We are all networked now
Both entities1
Because without the Internet
There is no redemption
 
My village is global
The planet is too small for us
I talk to my neighbours
Only through chat
I'm no longer a peasant
I'm a citizen of the world
Because without the Internet
There is no redemption
 

• 1. Bosnia-Herzegovina is made up of two 'entities'

Autopilot

The truth has hid inside the empty fridge
But on the TV is a war profiteer
He lies whatever comes to his mind, there is no filter
And I have no more strength - neither for 'be gone!' nor 'sikter!'1
I'm waiting for you in the park, staring at [my] android
You're half an hour late again
Eh, you're really a bolide2
We're sitting [while drinking] coffee, you're emptying your problems [over me]
I look at your mouth while it's eating up my time
 
You were at your beautician's
[you] bought your brother new sneakers
You're placing new parquetry in your flat
Till payday you won't have a single marka3
This weekend you're flying to London
You text without knowing the etiquette
[You're] as nervous as if you ate a bonbon4
And I [really] don't know what I'm still doing with you
 
I'm keeping quiet and smoking, thinking about life
I don't listen to you because I'm already on autopilot
You don't ask me how I am, but I didn't even expect that [from you]
You say that you love me
You don't give a damn if I believe you
[You're] going to lunch with [your] team from work
The last thing that I hear - oh no, my hair is greasy
You kiss me on the cheek, go out on the street
I think about what I would give to be in your stead
 
You were at your beautician's
[you] bought your brother new sneakers
In your flat you're making a new packet
Till payday you won't have a single marka
This weekend you're flying to London
You text without knowing the etiquette
[You're] as nervous as if you ate a bonbon
And God forbid that the condom bursts
 

• 1. Turkish word meaning 'be gone!' or 'go away!', usually used in Bosnia by older people
• 2. an insult
• 3. Bosnian currency
• 4. possibly referring to 'boba' - colloquial word for ecstasy

Kadija te tuži, kadija ti sudi

Pioneer song

Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to dig the channels and paint the walls.
Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to wash the plates until the end of the ballad.
 
Thirty years ago, first day of school,
in the sandwich zdenka* cheese and poli* salami.
My old (mother) let the tear drop, my old (father) told her - calm down,
they are not children anymore, now they are pioneers.
 
A blue hat and a red scarf,
take care of friendships, money is not everything.
Pioneer oath is just an old paper,
brotherhood and unity is no more, now it's democracy.
 
Everything went to hell and this is a new normal,
that's what left from our partisan revolution.
All questions are asked, except the questions of morality.
What have you been before the war? Where did that bag of gold came from?
 
For all our nationalities and all our people,
Bosnian, Balkan, global jokers,
Djipalo Junuz has a perfect medicine .... a thing **
 
Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to dig the channels and paint the walls.
Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to wash the plates until the end of the ballad.
 
It used to be better, I have no patience for that stories.
It was so much better that we sold ourselves for a bottle of Coca Cola!
When I travel abroad, they spend hours to check my stuff,
but that's it, I am leaving too, black market work is calling.
 
How it was before,
trust me it's irrelevant.
Don't be a kid, there is a new boss, IMF!
Auf wiedersehen, my friends tell me,
Will you come back? - Yes, when the debts are paid.
 
Some are driving Mercedes, others Punto,
some are going by foot, everyone is giving some orders.
Here the night is smarter than the morning,
but what will we do tomorrow when all pot is smoked.
 
Stay strong, brother, make peace with it,
player gives a goal, but the team is the one who wins.
I didn't take the pioneer oath,
hear and hear this political one!
 
Today when I am becoming a politician,
I give my honest political word
that I will steal and lie hard,
and put this country into deep debts.
That I will love our neoliberal homeland,
capitalistic, transitional,
banana republic.
That I will develop nepotism and corruption,
and spill empty talks that no one believes in.
That I will excoriate tax payers
whose money I use to buy social peace!
 
Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to dig the channels and paint the walls.
Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to wash the plates until the end of the ballad.
 
Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to dig the channels and paint the walls.
Let's send the youth to diaspora for work,
to wash the plates until the end of the ballad.