TAI NE MAN (IT'S NOT FOR ME / Konanas)

what should i say
plead or run away
without looking up
crawl by the side
laugh or cry
or swear loudly
surrender to panic
or blame myself
scream aloud
bravely waving hands
make a bright speech
standing up high 
write a letter
or send a telegram
yawn indifferently
or suddenly turn away

it's not for me
to shout loudly
it's not for me

no chance for any doubt
amongst the front screaming ranks
tie up a band or put on a cap 
pin up a badge and learn the words

PURVAS (DIRT / Domas)

stream carries somehwere
banks flow away
think for yourself 
don't you want to stop
and take a better look

tell, do you believe what you see
couldn't things be another way
remains of sight dissapear behind windows
meaningless post-cards
tired gaze slides over
everything is in order 
couldn't be even better

tour guide watches after you
he doesn't care while you sit still
while you follow him and the others
with raised head he leads forward
don't stay behind, we're in a hurry
tomorrow at 7, dont' be late
look to the left, enough, to the right
turn around your own axis

why, why do i need this

the day reality is much more interesting
dust on a street or quarrel in a bar
my guide looks at me scowled
he doesn't understand what i need

burden of responsibility is on his shoulders
can't let go - the system will fail

HOMO HEDONISTUS (Domas)

work'n'home all week long
home'n'work and again work'n'home
biting clock alarm
cuts every corner like knife
i stick mask on my face carefully
scrub teeth and face tidy
in the name of sweet weekend pleasure
roll a stone untill sweet nastiness

city comes to life on weekends
no more people, only fashion around
pleasure seekers' fiesta
begins and ends no one knows when
fridays clubbing, saturdays clubbing 
sundays deadly lost away
legs get tired in the morning
but you can't slow down
empty bloody eyes staring senseless 
and every weekend goes like this 

headlong into dancefloor with expanded pupils
white white powder - fly with artificial wings
strange taste never leaves the mouth
felted mass in my head
heavy legs loose stability, though it seems i fly high

SPEED (Domas)

driving on a highway with my eyes red-blind
leaving smell of gas and dust behind
speed in my head and speed on my mind
speed to survive, speed to get high

smell of rubber and burning steel
this time is for sure, this time is for real
something make it move faster
in front of my window is a yellow blaster

this energy is fake
speed without motion
leads me forward to other side

lights on in my house but nobody home
only rhythm of an engine and speed all alone
hands on a steering wheel stuck forever
ask me to stop and I'll say - never

if there is any fate taking care of me
I won't ask instructions how to act and feel
but if there is no any I'll keep on driving
keep on driving painfully smiling

smiling at myself without any reason
smiling at direction where I'm moving to

Dr.GUILLOTINE (Michael Chusid)

there are no flowers that I don't know
if they're fucking flowers, I can stick name on them
in latin man, or in russian, urdu
even if they got thorns as roses do
my names will stick to them

treading softly & carrying a big stick
(oh scissors I mean) 
you wouldn't want to meet a prick like me 
walking past your flowerbed at midnight

for while you're making air for us to breathe
cutting off your head is just a breeze

yo my name is dr.Guillotine
i would have invented the french revolution
if she hadn't invented me first
I swear by the gods
of putsch or war that never never more
will I belong to any part of the solution

DOUBLE GAME (Domas)

we play this game from time to time
sometimes with knife sometimes with smile
we play this game each and every time
with knife's behind we gently smile

it's a double game

I call my left hand "iron hammer"
the right one is my "sweetest pill" 
you always see only top of iceberg
the rule of a game is to cheat you right

0.8959  (Domas)

it's not enough to be found guilty

one of us was caught on Latvian border in summer of 2001 with 0.8959 g of marijuana. it there was more than 1 g, it would be a criminal offense. nonsense, that products of natural plant cannabis are still categorized as most dangerous drugs along with heroin or opiats. use of cannabis must be at least decriminalized! suck Latvian police and huge THANX to friends from Saldus and Kuldiga!