Ram it, ram it, ram it, ram it up your poop chute!

Wristwatch, Crisco.

Always Reaching

When love takes over, yeayeeah... Why do i always get the crappy ones ?

You always taught me Father's Day
was just another way
of selling Hallmark greeting cards...

Twenty years of waking sleep

of lying through your teeth

meant every Father's Day

spent wondering

how the hell

you are...

Sommaren i city, nittonhundra nittio, kommer du ihåg den?

Europe - Final Countdown

no room for bling bling thugs and wack crooks
i'm tryna king the line bring ya drugs gear and black books
i'm in ya face in the tunnels and at your brew spots
i'm on ya train insane to hit paddy wagons and rooftops
you heard of me
burgundy and outlines like murder scenes
ferns and flat whites for blurring greens
fuckover your heads man i'm climbing pylons
tobacco brown, montanas, banana krylons

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

heal the world
make it a better place
for you and for me and the entire human race