October
November 2007
meurma
Maybe I don't really want to know
How your garden grows
I just want to fly
Lately did you ever feel the pain
In the morning rain
As it soaks it to the bone
Maybe I just want to fly
I want to
Brian,
Top marks for not tryin'
So kind of you to bless us with your effortlessness
We're grateful and so strangely comforted
And I wonder are you puttin' us under
Cause we can't take our eyes
i saw two shadow men on the vallance road
said they'd pay me for your address, oh, i was so bold
i said you see these two cold fingers
these crooked fingers i show
you a way to mean no
Burst into heaven
Kissing the cotton clouds
Arctic sheets and fields of wheat
I can't stop coming down
Your shrunken head
Looking down on me above
Send me home like an elephant stone
To smash m
In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you
But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas
But you turn them into fears
In
I've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand,
Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man?
These sensations barely interest me for another day,
I've got the s
Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage
'Twas the fourth of July, eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful
Någon dum jävel får för sig att döda mig när jag är 44, får se upp fan
För dom stålarna hade jag nog kunnat gifta mig homosexuellt. Så vem än min homosexuella vän är, så fram med dig bara!
When the routine bites hard
and ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
but emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways,
taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart aga
Anticipation has a habit to set you up...
Hoppas bara på en jävligt trevlig kväll!
Krossa nu cuntsen från syd!
Gud vet, och lär ut...
till arvtagarna!
http://www.nme.com/news/arctic-monkeys/31447
All your dreams are made
When you're chained to (your) mirror with (your) razor blade
Today's the day that all the world will see
Another sunny afternoon
(I'm) walking to the sound of your favorit
Maybe the songs that we sing are wrong
Maybe the dreams that we dream are gone
So bring it on home and it won't be long
It's getting better man!
Coz I'll be you and you'll be me
There's lots and lots for us to see
There's lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too?
Underneath the sky of red
Is a storyteller sleeping alone
He has no face and he has no name
And his whereabouts are sort of unknown
Best album ever made!
"I support Manchester City…Need I say more?.... I would rather kick my daughter out of the house then let her go and support Manchester United. She is going to be a City supporter if she likes footb
Get on your dancing shoes
There's one thing on your mind
Hoping they’re looking for you
Sure you'll be rummaging' through
...kolla så full jag är här, HAHAHAH
och så här nykter lär jag vara ikväll...:'(
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