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Mikä ilta ja fiilis oli!!Tätä ei unohda!!

Ps:Voi paulan hammas =/

Jes!

Jokaisella mitta on täynnä jos susi tulee, saat vaan huutaa.
Oma napa ehkä auttaa sua, peilikuva vielä säälii.
Saisit kavereita pilttuusta ne samoin märehtii ja kärsii...

Veditkö eilen viimein jokaisen haavan täyteen?
Ilo ei löydy millään. Mielenrauha ei valvo viiteen.

Miten elämänpiiri söi itsensä? Miten kapeni tie, minä näin
hetkensä. Heitti moni pois, vaan piti penseytensä ja ynseytensä.
Aina vika löytyy jostain muualta. Jotakin voit syyttää.
Sinä et ole mistään vastuussa! Mitä vittua noi kyttää?

No kun on se kauhea lasinen lapsuus.
Ja annettu huonot eväät, niin on valmiiksi pilalla kaikki!
Ja oot liian hauras sun omasta mielestä kestämään elämää täällä.
Se kaikki on sinusta kii.
Tää on viimeinen valitusvirsi kun kukaan ei jaksa enää.

Et löydä rakkautta. Et virtaavaa verta.
Koska etsit kuolleita kuolleiden joukosta.
Et löydä sydäntä vaan onttoja haarniskoja.
Sinä katsot tyhjiin silmäkuoppiin löyhkäävissä vartaloissa.
Tahdot helpon lohdutuksen saat siis halpoja messiaita...

A rumor has it that it's getting late.
Time marches on, Just can't wait.
The clock keeps turning.
Why hesitate?
You silly fool! You can't change your fate!
Let's cut a rug a little jive and jitterbug.
We want the best, We won't settle for less.
Don't be a drag participate!
Clams on the half shell and Roller-skates Roller-skates.
I think I want to live the sporting life,sporting life,sporting life.

Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up.
Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up.
Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up.
Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up.
Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up.
Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up.
Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up.
Does He Wash Up?Never Wash Up.
Does He Clean Up? No, He Never Cleans Up.
Does He Brush Up? Never Brushed Up...

"We used to be just like twins,so in sync.
The same energy now's a dead battery.
Now you're plain b-o-r-i-n-g.
I should know, that you're not gonna change."

They're singing "Deck The Halls", But it's not like Christmas at all...

To those of us who know the pain, Of valentines that never came.
And those whose names were never called, When choosing sides for basketball.
It was long ago and far away, The world was younger than today.

And dreams were all they gave for free to ugly duckling boys like me.
We all play the game and when we dare to cheat ourselves at solitaire.

Inventing lovers on the phone repenting other lives unknown.
That call and say, "come dance with me" and murmur vague obscenities.
At ugly boys like me.

A pseudonym to fool her.
He couldnt have made a worse move.

He sent her scented letters,
And she received them with a strange delight.

He signed the letter

All yours,
Babooshka

I fell in love and I didn't want to do it cause I knew.
That your love wasn't true.
You try to hide that sinister appearance and the lies... those alibies.
You give your love to anyone who asks.
Yes you do.
And I know that it's true.
But still I care and I want to see you there.
When I need, yes indeed you are...

Just let me love you.
Anytime and any place we dare.
We'll just let them stare.
You want to love everybody and everything you can.
You're the typical man.