onsdag 23 juni 2010

I raise my fist


This very morning at six a clock sharp.

I stepped out in the light straight from the dark.

I went from the club to the bus and my bed.

I had some sunglasses on and took a pill for my head.

I was low I was worn out and used my light had burned out to a glow.

I was low I don't remember that much but my friends, well they told me so.

I woke up around a quarter to three. Another parking lot in another city.

Already been here a time or two.Don't need no map or some guide to know what to do.

I know which street to walk which stores to see to find the necessary.

I know in which restaurants I need to be to find some good food for me.

I'm still vegetarian, anti-American I'm still socialist and I stillraise my fist.

I'm still anarchist; I'm still atheist I'm still pissed, because somethings they enlist.

I raise my fist.

After sound-check I felt better again.I went to the backstage where I met a friend.

He said he had some plans for me and the band.After the show we had a party to attend.

You know that I always said it's better to do something than just sit around waiting to die.

I'm still vegetarian, anti-American I'm still socialist and I stillraise my fist.

I'm still anarchist; I'm still atheist I'm still pissed, because somethings they enlist.

fredag 18 juni 2010

The more you ignore me the closer I get


The more you ignore me, the closer I get. You´re waisting your time
The more you ignore me, the closer I get. You´re waisting your time
I will be in the bar
with my head on the bar
I am now
a central part
of your minds landscape
whether you care
or do not
yeah, I´ve made up your mind
The more you ignore me, the closer I get. You´re waisting your time
The more you ignore me, the closer I get, You´re waisting your time
Beware
I bear more crudges
than lonely high court judges
When you sleep
I will creep
into your thoughts
like a bad dept
that you cant´t pay
Take the easy way
and give in
Yeah, let me in
It´s war
war
war
war
Oh, let me in
ah, the closer I get
ah, you´re asking for it
and the closer I get...

söndag 30 maj 2010

Sweatbed

I try to stop the train
To get used to pain
To get used to take the shit they´re talking
And i can´t explain
Whatever happened
I try to write it down on paper
And i don´t know why you called me over
You said you tried to make me bitter
But i don´t think you would do a thing like...
That´s not your way of getting sober
Tell me more about your career
I´ll give you compliments not telling how i lie

And suppose i don´t have feelings for you
What good does that do
Anyway it´s sad to say
And ignore that i´m not looking at you
And don´t care what our friends say
Why do they bother anyway

And if you should be my savior
Would you take care of my wounds
Would you hold me and secure me in your womb

I´m the smallest lake
Fits in every city
Afraid the sun will dry me out
And i see lovers loving
And all the animals
Are drinking from my hand
Help´s the sun to kill me

And though i don´t have much to give you
I try to offer you
Whatever good i do
And what if i can´t live without you
I´m not that good looking and bright
But you know i´d treat you right

And if you should be my savior
Would you take care of my wounds
Would you hold me and secure me in your womb

The city smiles
With all it´s lights
Shadows what i´ve accomplished

tisdag 25 maj 2010

Lover, you should´ve come over



Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you

Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

måndag 3 maj 2010

Jag som blev kvar


Åttio år, på slutet kanske hjärtat börjar revoltera.
Jag är aldrig ledsen mera,känner inte mycket längre.
Ett kort som fick mig minnas:sex decennier sedan redan. Jag stod nära honom och hans andedräkt i nacken.
Jag tror jag gjorde något fel för han åkte bort ,vart är inte gott att veta men det fanns alltid kvar att göra på gården.
De behövde en och inte många kvar på byn och ingen som jag tyckte om. Jag antog väl att nån gång, men inte.
Sedan gick väl tiden och då föll det sig som att jag blev som kvar.
Har du inte saknat aldrig hålla nån i handen aldrig röra någon unge, saknar du att inte vara astronaut?
Nej man saknar inget som man inte haft.
Ibland när jag ska sova minns jag en andedräkt i nacken bar.
Minns en helt vag känsla av hur det sku kunna vara.
Men nog har jag fått mitt nog. Kära barn, du flänger och far. Du vet inte hur det var.

söndag 18 april 2010

I wanna be in your gang


You´ve been a bomb and i´ve been watching you blow
You´ve been a friend and i´ve been watching you go
You came to ride, I came to dempen the fall
You came to be heard, i came to answer your call
Oh, friend of mine, when will you need me again?
You come and go, would you care to explain?
You´re like a wind, you keep on blowing away
Why must you go when you could easily stay?
Go let it out, go let it out and come back to me soon
Go get it out, go get it out and be back before noon
Oh, friend of mine when will you need me again?
Your life is on fire, like so many other times
This gun is for hire, like so many other times
You can make yourself at home, I´ll be helping you unpack
You don´t have to pretend, you don´t have to love me back
All of these shapes and the places you´ll be
All of the things, that i´ll never ever see
Lend me your shade when the sun sets on you
I´ll be alright just by being your fool
I wanna be, I wanna be in your gang
Under your thumb, under your thumb will I hang
Oh friend of mine when will you need me again?
Your life is on fire, like so many other times
This gun is for hire, like so many other times
You can make yourself at home, I´ll be helping you unpack
You don´t have to pretend, you don´t have to love me back

-Deportees-

måndag 12 april 2010

Kilotin


Don't come close to me,
I won't let you in
And don't you point your finger
That proves that your not housebroken
Maybe I'm the one to blame
Correcting you for what you said
But you came much too close
And I don't want you to think like that

When I keep to myself
Its because I know that I don't have
anything to offer you

I can't keep up with my life,
Too much, too fast
I don't know what to do
I need some time to clear my mind and get it back together
I'm amazed by things you say
And things you do along the way
And if I have the looks you do then maybe I could do that too
But I don't think so

Once in a while, I need to hear that I'm OK
Why can't you tell me that I'm OK?