Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage
And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I've been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment
Telling strangers personal things
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Jeg har gul plastikkand
Jeg har bøtte og spann
Men gummibåten synker
Du flørter med Nils
Jeg nøyer meg med pils
Mens ozonlaget klynker
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hvor har vel denne engang så stolte unge mannen lidt
i en fjern forgangen fortid var dette varmt og rødt og dunket blidt
dette før så vakre pulsorgan er kaldt og knust
her, en gang, en vakker kvinne har gitt faen, faen, faen
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tinnitus i hjärtat
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memento mortar!
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Verdammt, wir leben noch!
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Slipp tuttene løs, det er vår!
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computer says no.
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Alla dessa dagar som kom och gick, inte visste jag at de var livet.
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vår nå!
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indeed!
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it's not the end of the world, but i can see it from here...
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Vi kan ikkje eige kvarandre.
Tusen dikt har fortalt oss at vi ikkje kan eige kvarandre.
Men vi kan låne kvarandre, og gløyme levere tilbake.
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tradefair!
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she put the ultra to her head and pulled the trigger...
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The lodd is dead. Long live the lodd.
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no retreat, no surrender.
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Too hipp gotta hopp. Too flipp, gotta flopp : )
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Gammel Dansk gør godt om morgenen, efter dagens dont, under jagten, på fisketuren eller som aperitif.
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karmic?
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Neon on my naked skin
Passing silhouettes of strange illuminated mannequins
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i wanna rock... wool!
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What's worse, thinking you're being paranoid or knowing you should be?
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Microsoft is not the answer, it is the question. The answer is NO.
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He who read nothing is more educated than those who read nothing but newspapers.
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Jeg visste jeg hade vikeplikt, men jeg benyttet meg ikke av den.
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Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western spiral arm of the galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this, at a distance of roughly ninety million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet, whose ape descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea. This planet has, or had, a problem, which was this. Most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small, green pieces of paper, which is odd, because on the whole, it wasn't the small, green pieces of paper which were unhappy. And so the problem remained, and lots of the people were mean, and most of them were miserable, even the ones with digital watches. Many were increasingly of the opinion that they'd all made a big mistake coming down from the trees in the first place, and some said that even the trees had been a bad move, and that no-one should ever have left the oceans. And then one day, nearly two thousand years after one man had been nailed to a tree for saying how great it would be to be nice to people for a change, a girl, sitting on her own in a small cafe in Rickmansworth suddenly realised what it was that had been going wrong all this time and she finally knew how the world could be made a good and happy place. This time it was right, it would work, and no-one would have to get nalied to anything. Sadly, however, before she could get to a phone to tell anyone, the Earth was unexpectedly demolished to make way for a new hyperspace bypass and so the idea was lost forever.
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alkyd!
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