Predictive Text. Predickle what I'm going to say next. You're a fucken predictive cunt. You won't type the words I want. Pridickory dickory predickory dock.
Whatever you do you should get outta this town. I'm on an aeroplane, you're only fucken insane. What do you do? What do you see?. What do you want to be?.
Can it be true?. I'll leave it up to you. That when you're straight. You're always late. Cause you only like me when you're stoned. You only like me when you're off your face.
you call me up and tell me that you want to talk to. someone who's going to help you. classify your cred. attempt to be indifferent but it doesn't work out.
I walk all around the house in nothing but a shirt. I'm not embarassed to go out,. It wouldn't be the first. I've looked underneath evertyhing. the place is such a mess.
Chorus. Life moving fast wrist 20 thousands dollars. That champagne liquor make her look just like a model. We a star cant you see it we need role models.
Princess Of Butterflies. . The first recording of this song was made in Mark's Recording Studio in Copenhagen in May or June 1999. Freya didn't like the result, so the band rerecorded it in Rummet during the CMT-sessions. At that time they had performed the song so intensely that they were sick and tired of it. That's why it was not included on Chasing My Tale. Below you'll find Freya's original lyrics, which she wrote down exclusively for this site. Copyright by Freya Christine Clausen, 1999. (Used with permission)..
Saturday morning she is. Walking home from a random dorm room. Her arms are crossed. She's staring at the ground. . Her hair's a mess, falls in her eyes.
There's a girl, I know with a poison rose. She's gonna bring her I suppose. . Everybody's got a pretty friend. The words they buy. The time they spend, goodnight.
Show me anyone. The patient is gone. It hasnt been breathing. Since it learnt right from wrong. Any innocent, got discontent. . This is why children sing lament.
I'm feeling summer coming in and coming on again. Like waxing needles pushing through my tired frozen skin. If I go walking then I know you wanna let me in, please.
I - I can't get over you. I don't know what to do. Coz' I'm still caught in you. I - Can't get away from you. I 'm feeling so confused. Coz' I'm still wanting you - (I'm still wanting you).
you say - there's no place you'd rather be when you're lying next to me. I say - there's no one 'd rather see when you're lying next to me. you say - that you never want to go when you're lying next to me.
c'est moi et les garçons, voila, c'est notre vie. nous pensons que c'est bon. de dormir après midi. et parfois nous buvons. dansons pendant la nuit. c'est moi et les garçons, voila.
Ramses Pharao. Wise man giant in the sky. Ramses Pharao. God of Wisdom, King of Paradise. . You're the king and the priest. Creator of life of a nation strong and tight.
Lost in the shadows. The claws of evil are waiting. In shades of treason. A land of coldness forever. . I'm the one who defends the world. One step closer to the end.
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]. You know it gotta be gangsta. When Other Peoples Money in the place. You ain't gangsta when otha peoples guns in ya face. You are Pranksta already caught one...In ya face.
Now lemme do the intro. What up yo? Yo I'm smokin' this joint right. And I was thinkin', what if I could make the perfect bitch. Get all the bitches I like, knamsayin'?.
(Verse). There are some boys and girls, who have different color skin,. they all look so nice that they give this world some spice. . (Chorus). People like you and me; were all a part of a family tree.
Hører du fjellet kaller høyt over daler?. Alle skåler inni hytter og barer.. Hørte du børseskudet smalt som i fjor?. Fra torvtak synger vi kor. Og alle synger:.