Kámen ve zdi sebou hýb Pak mě kdosi oslovil Přátelsky mě obejmul Říkal hochu pozměň styl Tóny na dně noční jámy Někdy dělal hrozný fámy Proč jen já měnit styl stále mám Proč jen já příbuzným se všem teď zdám Proč jen já takovouhle smůlu mám Vždyť já nejsem žádnej hošánek váš Kytarou blesk náhle sjel Leč pán mě sledoval Tlustý chlapec rytmus dřel Já lehce stepoval Tóny na dně noční jámy Někdy dělaj hrozný fámy Proč jen já měnit styl stále mám Proč jen já příbuzným se všem teď zdám Proč jen já takovouhle smůlu mám Vždyť já nejsem žádnej brácha váš Dál, v kulisách města, hledám skrýš Kde nikomu nevadí, že tančím jak torpédo Sе síťkou ve vlasech, v saku ze záclon A s dřеvěnou růží, která nevoní Ale vždy navodí tu děsně uštvanou radost vědomí Těch našich klackovitých let Které si nedáme vzít, i když jsou třeba už pryč A tak dál stále hledám tu skrýš Kde ti nikdo a nikdy neřekne to proklaté „hele mladej, co vyvádíš?“ Ale třeba: „Hrome, ten chlapík tancuje šíleně Kousla ho snad Tarantule, nebo co.“ „Tady meziměsto… promiňte omyl“ ========================================= The stone in the wall moves Then someone addressed me He hugged me in a friendly way He told the boy to change his style Tone at the bottom of the night pit Sometimes he made terrible rumors Why am I the only one who keeps changing my style Why am I the only one who seems to everyone now to be like me Why am I the only one who has such bad luck After all, I am not your kind of boy The lightning suddenly came down on the guitar But the gentleman was watching me The fat boy was working out the rhythm I was tap dancing lightly Tone at the bottom of the night pit Sometimes he made terrible rumors Why am I the only one who keeps changing my style Why is I the only one who seems to everyone now to be like me Why am I the only one who has such bad luck After all, I am not your kind of brother Further, in the backdrops of the city, I look for a hiding place Where no one minded that I dance like a torpedo With a net in my hair, in a jacket made of curtains And with a wooden rose that doesn't smell But it always brings back that terribly haunted joy of consciousness Of our stick-like years Which we can't take, even if they're already gone And so I keep looking for that hiding place Where no one will ever tell you the damned "Hey young man, what are you doing?" But maybe: "Damn, that guy is dancing like crazy He was bitten by a tarantula or something." "Here's the intercity... forgive the mistake"
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