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Yo..Hello..

It's times like this when I just can't stop

Can't wind your body without the body rock

Got schemes schematics blue prints on file

You gotta have dreams to make it all worthwhile

So as I take my time and realign

I wonder what it is I hope to find (...)

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Björn Rosenström - Muffins

 

Igår gick jag in på ett café,

och ville ha en muffins

Utan russin och utan choklad,

en vanlig jävla muffins

 

Hade dom det? Nej,

för dom hade bara mackor med pastej

och en liten svettig fralla med fisk och remoulad

 

Jag brukar va i god balans,

gör inga stora scener

Men inte trodde jag att caféer fanns,

som inte hade muffins

 

Fattar ni det? Nej,

för ni käkar våra mackor med pastej

Dom kan inte förstå en riktigt ledsen människa

 

Varför, varför finns det ugnar

och varför finns det plåtar

och varför finns det formar?

När ingen vågar baka

en fluffig liten kaka,

som jag då sen kan äta,

när jag vill ha en fika

 

En enkel fråga ställde jag

till den lilla expiditen

Om du stått här, och inte jag,

skulle du då bli besviken?

 

Men hon svarade: Nej,

jag skulle ta en macka med pastej,

hålla käften, ta en tidning och sätta mig

 

Jag hade fått en kombatant,

jag ville inte ge mig

Så jag sa min lilla smörgåstant,

vad kul det är att se dig

 

Menade jag det? Nej,

du är allt en typig jävla tjej

Du kanske själv skulle in i ugnen och bli pastej

 

Varför, varför finns det ugnar

och varför finns det plåtar

och varför finns det formar?

När ingen vågar baka

en fluffig liten kaka,

som jag då sen kan äta,

när jag vill ha en fika

 

Expiditen blev sur och ringde på polis,

som kom jättefort

Han tog mig i armen och sa: Nu följer du med

till stationen,

men när han såg att han var på ett café, sa han:

Vänta, först vill jag nog ha en muffins

Det vore ju gott,

Och tror ni att han fick en muffins eller?

Ja, det fick han

Och tror ni jag blev förbannad eller?

Ja, det blev jag, jag blev så jävla förbannad

MEN DÅ HAR NI JU MUFFINS!! Skrek jag

Är det här ett skämt eller!?

Det blev tyst ett tag,

och plötsligt vek sig både polisen och expiditen

och varenda jävel på caféet började asgarva,

och expiditen sa: Ja, det är faktiskt ett skämt ,

och så förklarade hon att de brukar köra en sån här grej

med nån snubbe ibland, bara för att se vad som händer

Och när jag kollade runt,

hade nästan hela caféet börjat tugga på sina muffinsar,

somdom på nåt vänster hade gömt när jag kom in

Då hade de alltså kört en sån där praktical yo på mig,

jag blev helt paff, det var skitskämligt

 

Oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, oj, oj, oj, oj,

oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, va jag blev blåst,

oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, ja herrejävlar

oj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, ja herregud

oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, oj, oj, oj, oooj, oj, oj, oj, oj...

 

 

:D

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ikke bare vil jeg ha Muffins, men det er noe annet jeg har lyst på også..

 

Björn Rosenström - Raggarrock

 

Ladda grabbar

Häll i er bärsen

Pilla in en prilla och förstå att ni är kungar ikväll

Kamma bena

Ni är sena

Var fan är min after-shave

Och var är min brylcreme

 

Vi é pojkarna som busar

Med flickornas små musar

Trumpeten känns så len

Mellan era ben

Om du drar ner min byxa

Ska du få se en yxa

En yxa som gör allt

För att få lite ballt

 

Göm er tjejer

För här händer grejer

Som Tjitjolina skulle bli generad av att se

Böj dig framåt

Böj dig bakåt

Men vad é det här för gymnastik

Vi kör missionären

 

Vi é pojkarna som busar

Med flickornas små musar

Trumpeten känns så len

Mellan era ben

Om du drar ner min byxa

Ska du få se en yxa

En yxa som gör allt

För att få lite ballt

 

Åh nu börjar det hända nånting inom mig

Åh, åh, åh, oj oj, oj, oj!

Jag känner igen det, en helt fantastisk grej

 

För vi é pojkarna som busar

Med flickornas små musar

Trumpeten känns så len

Mellan era ben

Om du drar ner min byxa

Ska du få se en yxa

En yxa som gör allt

För att få lite ballt

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Dashboard Confessional - Saints and Sailors

 

This is where I say I've had enough

And no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.

A walking open wound,

a trophy display of bruises

And I don't believe that I'm getting any better.

Any better.

 

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

I'm pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment

is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

 

Wandering this house

like I've never wanted out

And this is about as social as I get now.

And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you

Cause they would never do,

I would never do.

Never

 

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

I'm pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

 

So don't be a liar

Don't say that

"everything's working"

when everything's broken.

And you smile like a saint

but you curse like a sailor

And your eyes say the jokes on me.

 

But, I'm not laughing

You're not leaving

Who do I think I am kidding?

When I'm the only one locked in this hell

 

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring

And I'm thinking awful things

I'm pretty sure that few would notice.

And this apartment is starving for an argument.

Anything at all to break the silence.

 

So don't be a liar

Don't say that "everything's working"

when everything's broken.

And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor

And your eyes say the jokes on me.

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Zetor'n

Hainn Olaf sett på krakken sin

Å kike ut tu glase`

På gårdstunet poinn lyskastarn har`n parkert stas`n

Hainn har det godt hainn Olaf

Så speinnt å yr i kroppen

Hainn rå på sæ en Larsen-dram

I lag med kaffekoppen

 

For hainn har kjøpt sæ ny traktor, raud og blank Zetor med læssapparat

Sett å håpe på at følk sjer`n

Å stekk innom for en traktorprat

Går å glæ sæ på å bruk`en

Å Zetor`n står å vente på`n

Hainn har kjøpt sæ ny traktor

No ska det pinadø bli år`ning hær på gård`n

 

Hainn Olaf sjer at snø`n dætt

det kleies nerri magainn

så hainn brøyte både eng å vei

å plæna utti hagainn

Hainn tar et sindig overblikk

Før`n koble inn firhjulstrækken

Så brøyte hainn vækk siste ræst

Tå den staute fjorårshækken

 

For hainn har kjøpt sæ ny traktor ....

 

Å naboongan kjæm å sjer

itj aill e lik begeistra

Den størst`n, - hainn dåm kaille Per, sei:

«Kåffer kjøpt`n itj John Deere da?»

 

Å kvar en kveill før natta kjæm

må`n Olaf ut å sett ti`n

hainn angre itj nå på Zetor`n sin

Nei, den e sabla fin

Handel`n den va tong å svølgj

Men hainn vesst da å få pruta

Hainn investert i sunn fornuft

Tå pængainn - oinner puta

 

For hainn har kjøpt sæ ny traktor, raud og blank Zetor med læssapparat

Sett å håpe på at følk sjer`n

Å stekk innom for en traktorprat

Går å glæ sæ på å bruk`en

Å Zetor`n står å vente på`n

Hainn har kjøpt sæ ny traktor

No ska det pinadø bli år`ning hær på gård`n

 

:D

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Nick Cave - Stagger Lee

 

It was back in '32 when times were hard

He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards

Stagger Lee

 

He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat

Had a '28 Ford, had payments on that

Stagger Lee

 

His woman threw him out in the ice and snow

And told him, "Never ever come back no more"

Stagger Lee

 

So he walked through the rain and he walked through the mud

Till he came to a place called The Bucket Of Blood

Stagger Lee

 

He said "Mr Motherfucker, you know who I am"

The barkeeper said, "No, and I don't give a good goddamn"

To Stagger Lee

 

He said, "Well bartender, it's plain to see

I'm that bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee"

Mr. Stagger Lee

 

Barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way

And I kick motherfucking asses like you every day"

Mr Stagger Lee

 

 

 

Well those were the last words that the barkeep said

'Cause Stag put four holes in his motherfucking head

 

Just then in came a broad called Nellie Brown

Was known to make more money than any bitch in town

 

She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt

Over to Stagger Lee, she starts to flirt

With Stagger Lee

 

She saw the barkeep, said, "O God, he can't be dead!"

Stag said, "Well, just count the holes in the motherfucker's head"

 

She said, "You ain't look like you scored in quite a time.

Why not come to my pad? It won't cost you a dime"

Mr. Stagger Lee

 

"But there's something I have to say before you begin

You'll have to be gone before my man Billy Dilly comes in,

Mr. Stagger Lee"

 

"I'll stay here till Billy comes in, till time comes to pass

And furthermore I'll fuck Billy in his motherfucking ass"

Said Stagger Lee

 

"I'm a bad motherfucker, don't you know

And I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get one fat boy's asshole"

Said Stagger Lee

 

Just then Billy Dilly rolls in and he says, "You must be

That bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee"

Stagger Lee

 

"Yeah, I'm Stagger Lee and you better get down on your knees

And suck my dick, because If you don't you're gonna be dead"

Said Stagger Lee

 

Billy dropped down and slobbered on his head

And Stag filled him full of lead

Oh yeah.

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You make the stars

Illusions and dreams

You’re what you are

D’you know what I mean

 

I hear you clear

See in your eyes

Lying to please

It pleases to lie

 

You say it’s your way

You say we’ll make it

Right to the top

Your bullshit gets me

What have you got

 

I don’t believe

A word you say

You make me laugh

Get outta my way

 

You say it’s your way

Now listen to what I think of you:

 

Son of a bitch

Kiss my ass

Son of a bitch

Son of a bitch

You asshole

Son of a bitch

Cock suckin’ motherfucker

I was right - take this: uuaah

 

Son of a bitch, ...

 

Cut you three times below the ass to short to shit

Two timing son of a dog

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Everyone has AIDS!

AIDS AIDS AIDS!

AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS!

Everyone has AIDS!

 

And so this is the end of our story

And everyone is dead from AIDS

It took from me my best friend

My only true pal

My only bright star (he died of AIDS)

 

Well I'm gonna march on Washington

Lead the fight and charge the brigades

There's a hero inside of all of us

I'll make them see everyone has AIDS

 

My father (AIDS!)

My sister (AIDS!)

My uncle and my cousin and her best friend (AIDS AIDS AIDS!)

The gays and the straights

And the white and the spades

 

Everyone has AIDS!

My grandma and my dog 'ol blue (AIDS AIDS AIDS)

The pope has got it and so do you (AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS)

C'mon everybody we got quilting to do (AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS)

We gotta break down these baricades, everyone has

AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS!

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Metalica, So what. liker teksten :D sånn jeg føler det ovenfor harry potter i femern

So fucking what!

 

Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton,

I've been to Eastbourne too.

So what, so what.

And I've been here, I've been there,

I've been every fucking where.

So what, so what.

So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

 

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.

Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

 

Well, I fucked a queen, I fucked fuck,

I've even sucked an old man's cock.

So what, so what.

And I fucked a sheep, I fucked a goat,

I rammed my cock right down its throat.

So what, so what.

So what, so what, you boring little fuck.

 

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.

And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

 

And I've drunk that, I've drunk this,

I've spewed up on a pint of piss.

So what, so what.

I've had scank, I've had speed,

I've jacked up until I bleed.

So what, so what.

So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

 

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.

Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.

 

I've had crabs, I've had lice,

I've had the clap and that ain't nice.

So what, so what.

I fucked this, I fucked that,

I've even fucked a school girl's twat.

So what, so what.

So what, so what, you boring little fuck.

 

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.

And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.

 

So fucking what! Yeah!

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System of a Down

ATWA

Hey you, see me, pictures crazy,

All the world I've seen before me passing by,

I've got, nothing, to gain, to lose,

All the world I've seen before me passing by,

 

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore,

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore,

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore.

 

Hey you, are me, not so pretty,

All the world I've seen before me passing by,

Silent my voice, I've got no choice

All the world I've seen before me passing by,

 

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore,

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore,

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore

I don't see, anymore,

I don't hear, anymore,

I don't speak anymore,

I don't feel.

 

Hey you, see me, pictures crazy,

All the world I've seen before me passing by,

I've got, nothing, to gain, to lose,

All the world I've seen before me passing by,

 

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore,

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore,

You don't care about how I feel,

I don't feel it anymore

I don't sleep, anymore,

I don't eat, anymore,

I don't live anymore,

I don't feel.

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The police walked in for Jimmy Jazz

I said, he ain't here, but he sure went past

Oh, you're looking for Jimmy Jazz

 

Sattamassagana for Jimmy Dread

Cut off his ears and chop off his head

Police came looking for Jimmy Jazz

 

So if you're gonna take a message 'cross this town

Maybe put it down somewhere over the other side

See it gets to Jimmy Jazz

 

Don't you bother me, not anymore

I can't take this tale, oh, no more

It's all around, Jimmy Jazz

 

J-a-zee zee J-a-zed zed

J-a-zed zed Jimmy Jazz

And then it sucks, he said, suck that!

So go look all around, you can try your luck, brother

ANd see what you found

But I guarantee that it ain't your day

Chop! Chop!

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Jeg kan ikke helt sette fingeren på hvordan humør jeg er i i dag.

 

 

System of a Down - Roulette

 

I have a problem that I cannot explain,

I have no reason why it should have been so plain,

Have no questions but I sure have excuse,

I lack the reason why I should be so confused,

 

I know, how I feel when I'm around you,

I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,

Around you,

 

Left a message but it ain't a bit of use,

I have the pictures, the wild might be the deuce,

Today you called, you saw me, you explained,

Playing the show and running down the plane,

 

I know, how I feel when I'm around you,

I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,

I know, how I feel when I'm around you,

I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,

Around you, Around you, Around you...

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In the days of my youth

I was told what it means to be a man,

Now I've reached the age

I've tried to do all those things the best I can.

No matter how I try,

I find my way into the same old jam.

 

Good Times, bad times,

You know I had my share;

When my woman left home

For a brown eyed man,

Well, I still don't seem to care.

 

Seventeen, I fell in love

With a girl as sweet as could be,

Only took a couple of days

Till she was rid of me.

She swore that she would be all mine

And love me till the end,

But when I whispered in her ear

I lost another friend, oooh.

 

Good Times, bad times,

You know I had my share;

When my woman left home

For a brown eyed man,

Well, I still don't seem to care.

 

Good Times, bad times,

You know I had my share;

When my woman left home

For a brown eyed man,

Well, I still don't seem to care.

 

I know what it means to be alone,

I sure do wish I was at home.

I don't care what the neighbors say,

I'm gonna love you each and every day.

You can feel the beat within my heart.

Realize, sweet , we ain't ever gonna part.

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I guess now it's time for me to give up

I feel it's time

Got a picture of you beside me

Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup

Got a fist of pure emotion

Got a head of shattered dreams

Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind now

 

Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it

I just want you back for good

Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it

You'll be right and understood

 

Unaware but underlined I figured out this story

It wasn't good

But in the corner of my mind I celebrated glory

But that was not to be

In the twist of separation you excelled at being free

Can't you find a little room inside for me

 

Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it

I just want you back for good

Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it

You'll be right and understood

 

And we'll be together, this time is forever

We'll be fighting and forever we will be

So complete in our love

We will never be uncovered again

 

Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it

I just want you back for good

Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it

You'll be right and understood

 

I guess now it's time, that you came back for good

 

 

Sappy, men det er billigere enn psykolog :green:

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