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Pa kad sva deca imaju dnevnike, što da ja budem najgori od sve dece... ili ... kud svi Turci, tu i mali Mujo! Biće svega... mojih rentova, muzike, klipova... uglavnom gluposti... Pa da počenemo sa jednom kućevnom pesmicom This Must Be the Place (Talking Heads) Home is where I want to be Pick me up and turn me around I feel numb, born with a weak heart I guess I must be having fun The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground, head in the sky It's okay, I know nothing's wrong, nothing Oh! I got plenty of time Oh! You got light in your eyes And you're standing here beside me I love the passing of time Never for money, always for love Cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight Home, is where I want to be But I guess I'm already there I come home, she lifted up her wings I guess that this must be the place I can't tell one from the other Did I find you, or you find me? There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this is where I'll be, where I'll be oh! We drift in and out Oh! Sing into my mouth Out of all those kinds of people You got a face with a view I'm just an animal looking for a home and Share the same space for a minute or two And you love me till my heart stops Love me till I'm dead Eyes that light up Eyes look through you Cover up the blank spots Hit me on the head I got ooh!