Fiesta
Sack of gravel
Huligan
Boring life
Summer of 98'
Rollerblading
Fiesta
Text:Johan
Musik:Johan & Whatever
Before it was green, now it is blue
Imagine how ugly it was
My friends used to laugh at my nice ride
When they saw me coming in it
Then they taged along, went for a ride
And screamed I'm gonna die
Riding in my own car
it made me feel so free, so free
Hardly it worked when it was warm
Now it is cold and it's dead
Placed in a parkinglot long away from home
Waiting for summer to come
Soon it's time for yearly control
Probably it will never pass
Sack of gravel
Text:Thomas
Musik:Thomas & Whatever
Ohh doing something in vain
Makes us go insane
Huligan
Text & Musik:Thomas
What's the matter with these poor sods
What is it they don't understand
It's been the same throughout all mankind
Guns create guns knives bring knives
Thinking it's right to take other lives
Am I supposed to be afraid
When I am walking downtown
Somebody just might shoot me down
Can't they understand
They hurt theirself more than me
Can't they see the meaning is to be
When the bullet is rushing towards their own face
They're not so big anymore
Boring life
Text & Musik:Johan
Life is shitty sometimes
You don't know what is needed
To make it not suck so much
Nothing that anyone does
Makes you feel any better
'cause you are stuck in your boring life
Why can't anything happen in my life
Anything at all
Somthing nice to cheer up all my days
When I get bored
Every fucking day
Same old boring story
Going to work going home
Seeing the same old friends
Doing what you always done
Nothing is new in your boring life
Summer of 98'
Text:Tobias
Musik:Thomas & Whatever
I'm sitting here and thinking
About sunshine I don't know
I watch the rain keeps falling down
Does it never stop
That guy called GOD
must take a very big pee right know
I'm wondering if he was at a big party yesterday
Watching out again it's all the same
yeah the same
Nothing new just fucking rain just like always
So what shall I do this day, nothing I think
Just sit here watch the rain fall
That's no fun I discovered now
I better do something this day
Otherwise it wont be funny
Watching out again it's all the same
yeah the same
It's not all the same
Three minutes ago a car
drove past my house
That's something new
but the rain still keeps on falling
Why, this can't be true
I say this can't be true
Watching out again is it never gonna end
never gonna end
Rolerblading
Text:Joakim
Musik:Thomas, Christer Whatever
I was born in a sweet town so far so good
well, only one problem iīts a living hell
I grew up in a little neighborhood
in our nice little house made of solid wood
They expect me to be faithful to this city
stay and live long
but nothing ever happens boring as hell
thatīs why we sing this song
How many times did you hear them say
youīll get old here you love this place please stay
But what has happened after eighteen years
I still havenīt left, one of my biggest fears
This wasnīt how i was meant to live my life
I should move away, get a house dog and wife
whatīs wrong with my hometown, you ask me
the only thing to say: It's the worst place to be
Maybe itīs true
you canīt hate any town
as much as your own
sad but true
Iīts often there
you get your tombstone
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