Daylight come and me wanna go
Day me say day me say day Me say day me say day o
Daylight come and me wanna gohome
work all night and a drink a rum
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
Stack banana till the mornin come
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
Come mister tally man tally me bananas
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
come mister tally man tally me bananas
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch!
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
six foot seven foot eight foot bunch!
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
day me say day o
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
Day me say day me say day me say day o(daylight come and me wanna go home)
A beauitful bunch of ripe banana!
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
hide the deadly black tarantula!
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch!
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
six foot seven foot eight foot bunch!
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
Day me say day o
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
Day me say day me say day me say day o(daylight come and me wanna go home)
come mister tally man tally me banana
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
come mister tally man tally me banana
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
Day O Day O(daylight come and me wanna go home)
day me say day me say day me say day o
(daylight come and me wanna go home)
I’m moving forward cause nothing’s gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can’t see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I’m looking for a problem so I’m modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don’t wanna go to jail
I’d rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
But I’m here, stuck inside my thoughts
I’m tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
Hide my eyes cause I’m sickened with the image
Of using marijuana, sipping vintage for the time being
Imovanee rommia ja trimmiä bongista,aattelin mennä vielä kiusaa dna kaupan myyjää.
Oonko ainut joka diggaa olla oikeesti törkeen kujalla keskell’ päivää jossain normihimsiten joukossa,jotenki se saa tajuamaan kaiken turhuuden,kiireen ja muun paskan.
Ite pukeudun perus kauluspaita tukka siistist meiningillä ni ei oo kyllä ikinä ollu mitään ongelmaa ja täs on se et mitä enemmän oot kujalla sen parempi,koska se on sitte sellast mielenhallintaa,extreme kujanjuoksua.
o doubt about it I cant live with out it
No doubt about it I cant live with out it alcohol, alcohol
it is my destany
Youve got the beer weve got the time
Youve got the coke gimme a line
No doubt about it I cant live with out it
No doubt about it I cant live with out it alcohol, alcohol
Were gonna die when the sun comes up
Wel drink until we drop
Id rather drink than fuck
Youve got the beer weve got the time
Youve got the coke gimme a line
No doubt about it I cant live with out it
No doubt about it I cant live with out it alcohol
mutta myös
And I know that no one cares:
I can see it in your empty stares
when I tell you these tales of woe
I tell you these tales of woe
because we really care.
I know the world can be so cold
I know the world is so cold
Hangin’ on the corner
Hey hey hey !
I got nothing to do
And I got nothing to lose
Hangin, hangin’ on the corner
Wasting away.
Another wasted night
Another bottle of booze, Alright!
Ihan vaan periaatteesta kannut ja pari bisseä mukaan ja hengaamaan pussi taskussa nurkille pipo silmillä.
Pour some to the all dead homies.
"Minä, oma vankini, sanon näin:
elämä ei ole kevät, vaaleanvihreään samettiin puettu,
eikä hyväily, jonka saamme harvoin,
elämä ei ole päätös lähteä
eikä kaksi valkoista kättä, jotka pidättävät.
Elämä on ahdas kehä, jonka vankeja olemme,
näkymätön piiri, jonka yli emme koskaan astu,
elämä on läheinen onni, joka kulkee ohitsemme,
tuhannet askelet, joita emme kykene astumaan.
Elämä on halveksua itseään
ja maata kaivon pohjalla hievahtamatta
ja tietää, että ylhäällä paistaa aurinko
ja ilmassa lentävät kultaiset linnut
ja nuolennopeat päivät kiitävät ohi.
Elämä on viitata lyhyet hyvästit ja mennä kotiin ja nukkua…
Elämä on olla muukalainen itselleen
ja uusi maa jokaiselle muulle, joka tulee.
Elämä on laiminlyödä oma onnensa
ja työntää luotansa ainoa hetki,
elämä on uskoa olevansa heikko eikä tohtia."
Mul tuli jotenki heti mieleen tää biisi, ja mietin minkä kohdan siitä laittaisin… mut ehkä eniten tää.
Necro - I need drugs
"Made up my mind, I’m quittin’ I’m swearing in tears
I’m not gonna get high, I’ll only drink beers
Can’t sit and wait for my dealer to come provide it
Gotta party to go to and I’m the only one invited
I search the entire house for the damn white mouse
And when I finally find it, I’ll sniff the whole ounce
I need drugs "
lay beside me tell me what they´ve done
speak the words I want to hear to make my demons run
the door is locked now but it´s open if you´re true
it you can understand the me then I can understand the you
lay beside me under wicked sun
through black of day dark of night we share this pair of lives
the door cracks open but there´s no sun shining through
black heart scarring darker still but there´s no sun shining through
no there´s no sun shining through
no there´s no sun shining
what I´ve felt what I´ve known
turn the pages turn the stone
behind the door shoud I open it for you
yeah
what I´ve felt what I´ve known
sick and tired I stand alone
could you be there ´cause I´m the one who waits for you
OR ARE YOU UNFORGIVEN TOO?
come lay beside me this won´t hurt I swear
she loves me not she loves me still but she´ll never love again
she lay beside me me but she´ll be there when I´m gone
black heart scarring darker still yes she´ll be there when I´m gone
yes she´ll be there when I´m gone
dead sure she´ll be there
what I´ve felt what I´ve known
turn the pages turn the stone
behind the door should I open it for you?
what I´ve felt what I´ve known
sick and tired I stand alone
could you be there cause I´m the one who waits for you
OR ARE YOU UNFORGIVEN TOO?
lay beside me tell me what I´ve done
the door is closed so are your eyes
but now I see the sun now I see the sun
yes now I see it
what I´ve felt what I´ve known
turn the pages turn the stone
behind the door should I open it for you
what I´ve felt what I´ve known
so sick and tired I stand alone
could you be there cause I´m the one who waits
the one who waits for you
oh what I´ve felt what I´ve known
turn the pages turn the stone
behind the door should I open it for you
oh what I´ve felt
oh what I´ve known
I take this key (never free)
and bury it (never me) in you
BECAUSE YOU´RE UNFORGIVEN TOO
“ Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should just be friends’ turns into glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
-from Neil Gaiman, The Sandman quoted in “Violence” by Slavoj Zizek
When the truth is found to be lies An’ all the joy within you dies
Don’t you want somebody to love? Don’t you need somebody to love? Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?You better find someone to love, love
When the dawn is rose they are deadYes, and you’re mine, you’re mine, you’re so full of red
Don’t you want somebody to love?Don’t you need somebody to love?Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?You better find someone to love
Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like hisYeah, but in your head, babyI’m afraid you don’t know where it is
Don’t you want somebody to love?Don’t you need somebody to love?Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?You better find someone to love
Tears are runnin’, runnin’ along down your breastAnd your friends, baby, they treat you like a guest
Don’t you want somebody to love?Don’t you need somebody to love?Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?You better find someone to love
jefferson airplane-somebody-to-love
ja toinen…
There is an area of the mind that could be called unsane, beyond sanity, and yet not insane. Think of a circle with a fine split in it. At one end there’s insanity. You go around the circle to sanity, and on the other end of the circle, close to insanity, but not insanity, is unsanity.'everything is with in this and this is with in everything
-hallucinogen-demention-
ja sit viel yx…
‘In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void. And darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved uponthe face of the waters. And God said, Let there be light. And there was light. And God saw the light that it was good and God divided light from the darkness.’
Kirjoitan primitiivissä.
En minä pyytänyt sanoja tai merkityksiä.
En minä halunnut implikaatioita tai alluusioita.
Nämä sanat muuttuvat minulle vieraaksi heti kun ne sanon,
Elleivät ne jo sitä olleet…
Tarkoitan siis
En ole sinut sanojeni kanssa
Puhun ajatuksista, joita en tunne.
Primitiivin poetiikka on pakenemisen poetiikkaa.
Hän pakenee menneisyyteen.
Etsii yhteyttä kielen ulkopuolelta.
Primitiivi ei käytä ironiaa.
Hän puhuu rehellisyydestä.
Valhetta on vain epärehellisyydessä.
Primitiivin epätodet sanat ovat rehellisiä.
Ja tietysti hänet käsitetään väärin heti,
kun häntä luetaan.
Hän on naurettava.
Vasta, kun lause on kiertynyt potenssiin,
voidaan se katsoa paperinsa arvoiseksi.
Näitä kokeita ei primitiivin ajatus kestä.
Siksi primitiivin kirjoitus, kun se pääsee irti, on tulvimista.
Siksi se tuntuu väkivaltaiselta,
Siksi primitiivissä kirjoittaminen on kivuliasta.
Bird on the wire, Rosemary Standley & Dom La Nena (cover Leonard Cohenin alkuperäisestä laulusta, osa jätetty poies)
Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried, in my way, to be free
Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
i have saved all my ribbons for thee
If I have been unkind
I hope You can just let it go by
If I have been untrue
I hope You know it was never to You
Like a baby stillborn
Like a beast with his horn
I have thorn everyone who reached out for me
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee
Like a bird on the wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
youtu.be/cARoaNcvT4U Arto Melleri - Puukkobulevardilla ja Kalle Ahola lauleskelee.
ei kuvaa tätä hetkeä tai fiilistä, mutta jäi mieleen aikanaan Mellerin lukemana, enkä sitä löytänyt.
I have got to change my ways
'Cause I’m losing my mind
I have got to stop drinking
'Cause I’m dying inside
I feel twice as old as I am
And it’s getting worse
I’m in the palm of habit’s hand
I can’t escape the curse
There is nothing that I can do
I have no self control
I have let myself become dead
I have ruined my soul
Every time I wake up sick
I say never again
But then opportunity knocks
And I’m wasted my friend
I can’t control my addiction
I’ve tried time and time again
I’m losing all my friends and lovers
Alcohol knows it’s gonna win
Now I have lost everything
And I really don’t care
Everybody that I have known
Has out cast me here
Drinking has wasted my life
And I’m dying inside
I feel twice as old as I am
I’ve lost what left of my mind
I can’t control my addiction
I’ve tried time and time again
I’m losing all my friends and lovers
Alcohol knows it’s gonna win!
" Life for you, (who we are) has been less than kind
So take a number, (who we are) stand in line
We’ve all been sorry, (who we are) we’ve all been hurt
But how we survive, (who we are) is what makes us who we are "
Angelo Branduardi: Ballo in fa diesis minore (Kuolemantanssi…)
Sono Io la Morte, e porto corona.
Io Son di tutti voi signora e padrona.
E cosí sono crudele, così forte sono e dura
che non mi fermeranno le tue mura.
Sono Io la Morte, e porto corona.
Io son di tutti voi signora e padrona.
E davanti alla mia falce il capo tuo dovrai chinare.
E dell´oscura morte al passo andare.
Sei l´ospite d´onore del ballo che per te suoniamo.
Posa la falce e danza tondo a tondo.
Il giro di una danza e poi un´altro ancora-
e tu del tempo non sei più signora.
Vem fan är Gud att dömma
Döda ett liv sådär,
på ett ögonblick
Säg vem fan är Gud att dömma
Så jag bygger en egen bro nu
För mannen vi ber till
han bara jävlas med oss
Så jag bygger en egen tro nu
Vem fan är Gud med elden
Allt som vi trått på
har brunnit upp
Säg vem fan är Gud med elden
Jag saknar dig
Jag hatar dig
Jag saknar dig
Jag hatar dig
…
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JAG [size=200]SAKNAR[/size]DIG…
