Mmmm, ohh, ohh, ohh.. . We're too far; I'm too far away from you.. Jet planes and hotels no substitute.. Wish I could run home right back to your love..
(Juha Lehtovuori). Miehet tyns tehtyn palaa kotipihaansa. Jo melkein kaiken nhtyn ne juo taas pyhn vihaansa. Ja naiset lapsineen syrjss seisovat. Niin kasvavat hiljalleen jo uudet, katkerat.
Ich lieg im Garten in der Sonne. da lutet das Telefon.. Ich schenk mir noch ein Glschen ein. und la das Telefon.. Ich mchte blo meine Ruhe!. Was brauch ich da ein Telefon dazu..
I give in to the thrill of the moment. Wash it down with the pills that I'm holding. Just to numb all the thoughts that are coming up. When I'm across from you.
Well I plug you in. Turn you on. And wait. I twist you up. 'Til you just. Vibrate. Thanks for the ride. Thanks for the ride. Thanks for the ride. Oh, thank you.
All this freedom is. Making fun. Of all the objects that I've overcome. All this sunlight just. Gets in my way. Won't let me wallow in my own decay. So I just stop.
Nu lyser ängarna av sommarns alla blommor.. Nu surrar bin, och fåglar sjunger överallt.. Nu stryker vinden genom trädens höga kronor. Men I min trädgård är det visset, mörkt och kallt..
-94 hade jag ett fast jobb på Pååls bagerier. Till jag började med Tequila och blev trummis I en ny orkester. Och sen sa dem på Pååls att några skulle gå.
Two up two down terrace town, heading far away. Well I just deserted but I've seen that road before. Two up two down terrace town, roll on salad days.
Oh the bed. Oooh the bed. Ahhh the bed. Oh the bed. Mmmm the bed. I love the bed. . You can lie in bed. You can lay in bed. You can die in bed. You can pray in bed.
Ripped open by metal explosion. Caught in barbed wire. Fireball, bullet shock. Bayonet, electricity. Shrapnel, throbbing meat. . Electronic data processing.
We starve, look at one another, short of breath. Walking proudly in our winter coats. Wearing smells from laboratories. Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy.
What I believe is all that I am. Take it away, I'm only a man. Back from the dead and now it appears. I'll be the one to take back the fear. . Kill or be killed, that isn't me.
Distant shadows. Altitude low. Sirens warning. For the blow. . Formations of superfortresses. Incoming B-29s. Hunters guiding. Silver silhouettes. B-San droning through the night.
A nation in shambles. The country scarred. Shame and dishonour. Lost their first war. . Bitter surrender. Unconditional. Disgraced to bear. The unbearable.
Bold expansion. Claiming territory. A rising empire. Colonial policy. Assassinations. An empress dies. Provocations. Intrigue and occupy. Without warning.
From the depths does he rise,. He watches the crossroads,. Guiding the souls that come to pass,. To entre their deaths,. He will take you, to your end,.
Dealing with Anatomy!. satisfy my morbid Greed. Everything inside the corpse. my pleasure and my joy. Stealing fragments from the dead. Extirpated limbs from hell.
Acute peritonitis in acrid purulence. Volatile gases expand as tissues efferscence. Bile-encrusted innards rupture and prolapse. Congested by flatulence....
Certify the tragedy of the physical defunction. Butchered cadavers are blessed by my morbid extreme unction. Prone on the mortuary table for the forensic inquest.