" I...i...i will battle for the sun"
"med karolinens värja och med en vikings mod skall jag för Sverige värna med mitt liv och mitt blod"
Why should I care?
If you don't care
Then I don't care
We're not going anywhere
You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco
Remember when you used to be a rascal?
Where is the madness that you promised me
Where is the dream for which I paid dearly
Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.
Meaningless?
You mean it's all been meaningless?
Every whisper and caress?
Yes yes yes it was totally meaningless
Ingenting har hänt idag, har ingenting bestämt idag
Och dagens agenda är: spiralen den går runt...
Samma gamla slentrinan, ja vinden måste vända snart
För dagens dagordning är: spiralen den går runt...
En dag så kanske man har tur och tar sig ur sitt hamsterhjul
Men tillståndet för tillfället: spiralen den går runt...
Har gjort det nu i flera år, har aldrig velat leva så, men:
Spiralen den går runt...
"no I can't take one more step towards you"
People say I never get next to your heart
Cause you been hurt so many times you, only break my heart
And sometimes you make me feel so small
It makes me wonder is there any love in your heart at all
i'm a rocket man
Jag svor en ed för fosterland
Till Djävulens elitförband
Jag fruktar varken kriget eller gud
På krigets städ med råa tag
Med disciplinens hammarslag
Har jag lärt mig härda ut bland hårda bud
In the queue for lunch they take the piss, you’ve got no appetite
And the rumor is you never go with boys and you are tight
So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
While your cleaning up the mess the teacher is looking up your skirt
"Baby you'll need those fingers for crossing"
My personal pedigree's so bonafide
Cause a man of my stature ain't born overnight
