back in the day - smålands hjärta lyrics
a good story starts with a beat
or a bang
a crash
or a snap..
oh yeah
i remember when
one day in fall, september ten
the day before they entered into
towers like we´re minions
bush and his experiment
confused the thoughts we apprehend
but then again we went within
checked what´s real and what´s pretend
i´m thinking then
a bit collective sentiments
weighs a lot more than these whims
first they were interesting
now ideas we´re printing when
revealing news so relevant
stories with some venom in
bout henchmen walking hand in hand*
but then again
nothing changed and still old sins
are lurking and intelligence
shows what we gained is minimum
now ill sets i was spinning them
real s*x hoped to be feeling and
again old friend, we celebrate
these phenomena like hooligans
chasing after every cent, so now i´m singing when
top charts you hope you´re in on them
while hot spots i am pinning them
hope to learn some interesting
while you get just an inkling
of fame you sought and women that
you chasing like their pheromone
cleopatras, pharaoh men
chorus:
we´re never still like syrians
i´ll be borg on wimbledon
while you put money in your bank
never really spending them
so let´s begin, i´m always in
if you wanna share adrenaline
make difference cross meridians
praise masculine and feminine
see fires that i´m kindling
words that make you tingling
we’re battling and living in
a way we think is shimmering
new concepts here are simmering
waiting to be winning
and delivering
let’s make sure the cruel will be quivering
/end chorus
dude, what you meaning with
letting kids try medicine
oh, you’re so indolent
you fiends destroy our heritage
nowadays descending in
some darker kind of abyss, man
and it’s time that we’re turning it
into some kind of a benefit
yo, back in the day, man. these things were different
people smoking indo, some did coke, not often heroine
now things have changed and
teenagers doing mescaline
we see them going with the wind
not knowing where they venturing
even amphetamine
is breakfast for this silly men
how on earth we’ll finish this
that is what i’m wondering
i say this isn’t meant to have been
i don’t understand your grin
your fam are peeps i’m feeling with
wishing you some cinnamon
and so hey mr minister
the sinister from sweden*land
is setting sail so let’s begin
we set them all, we’re catching wind
our menacing
will result in something, friend
our middle*men are winging things
turning our thoughts into idioms
soon we’ll be your next of kin
yeah soon you’ll be commending them
the peeps who helped you figuring
got you out of lingering
on thoughts that weren’t helping in
getting out of revelling
in situations unpleasant
destructive, i don´t recommend
seems that you’ve been living in
an asylum and thinking it
to be somewhere, caribbean
but how can sh*t be precious gems?
soon it will be winter, son
a social structure inference
deserving some commending when
we rebel against establishment
chorus:
we´re never still like syrians
i´ll be borg on wimbledon
while you put money in your bank
never really spending them
so let´s begin, i´m always in
if you wanna share adrenaline
make difference cross meridians
praise masculine and feminine
see fires that i´m kindling
words that make you tingling
we’re battling and living in
a way we think is shimmering
new concepts here are simmering
waiting to be winning
and delivering, let´s
make sure the cruel will be quivering
/end chorus
bounce to the inner end
bounce like we´re boxing with
mr clay or sugar ray
the robinson or sergei polunin
why you express yourself so frivolous
try to be more eloquent
the masses might misapprehend
we want no bewilderment
i´ll stop you, my impediment
you´re businessmen while we´re cheyenne
taste us, you´re dill, we´re cayenne
i´m the rooster, you´re the hen
i´m evicting you, like tenants, men
whose not even paying rent
with head first out the window went
your heads we will be ringing them
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