Klošarski Jazz Lyrics & Chords By Stojan Knežević

Crude little wooden idols and aviator shades The trinkets and the treasures we brought back from the crusades Some guy in an Impala shakes his head when he rides by But I remember...read more

People of the earth, your world is crap
You ain't even on the universe map
People of the earth you do not rock
You are nothing but a fluffy frock
People of the...read more

Oh holy dawns of springtime Oh bright mornings My cave only ever opens where it meets with thee How I want to open my eyes When you start shining If you can warm a heart like...read more

You moved in to my hotel You could have done better But Oh Well I tapped your phones I read your mail We split the rent But you couldn't Make the bail... ...read more

Every time Every time Everywhere you look these days There're robots in disguise Automata, no anima The new age has arrived Your neighbor is afraid And now you're scared...read more