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Interpret:
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| Rhytm Is A Cancer
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[First verse:(wordsworth)]
Someday U say, U hate music
Someday U say, Y love it. Like on
guy i saw. He didnt stand this
noisy thing at all.
He just wanted to listen to
Whitney Houston all the time
And I said to him: Hey cmon, U
lose your energy. Why
dont U wanna try something
different, instead of that
entertaining muzak, blow your ears
sometime. It helps U a lot. It
opens your mind, to a new
dimension. Ull find a new side in
U. And above all, your ears are
constantly receiving
noise anyway, all the time. Ull
never stay in silence, anyway. If U
want some noise, lets make real
one, and when U
want some silence, U can enjoy it
by listening to an empty cassette,
for starters. Music exits for totally
different
moods, and after all, its all the same
[CHORUS:]
HC vispila!
HC vispila!
HC vispila!
Tahdomme LIHAA!
[Second verse:]
Once I started to talk to you, dont
wanna stop at all. Now Im sitting
in a van, on the backseat, riding
this bullshit.
Coming back from the First
Official European Tour. Theres
Stockholm, outside the window,
old buildigs, Kings
Court, nice place! My head is on a
melody hill, but my feet are
constantly waiting to continue
further. Okay, thats it.
Next verse Im gonna sing, is going
to be written somewhere else, in a
totally different mood, in a totally
different atmosphere.
[CHORUS]
[Third verse:]
A man with a .38 in his hand
what does he look a like? A man in
suit and a tight tie ora hippie-
looking junkie? Shock
the monkey, no, shot the monkey.
I feel I have to fill this page with a
nonsense-kind of fow, cause my
mind is so
fucking stupid. It cant give
anykinda sign of anykinda
creativeness. Im just lying, like
cows on a field. Now I stop.
This is bullshit, no cowshit. Yes,
Ill turn into chorus. But please,
dont forget me...
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Eingetragen |
04.Nov.2001 02:11:46 |
Letzer Aufruf |
01.Jan.1970 01:01:00 |
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