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Over Karl XII:s Dog

Pompe, the king’s true servant,
rested nights on the Lord’s bed.
And from years of travel, sleepy,
he had suffered at the king’s feet.
Many a fustian maid
longed, as Pompe, to be alive,
and a thousand heroes did strive
and, as Pompe, dying lay.
 

The Nordhem Street Leads Straight to Heaven

Versions: #1
Tommy and Leona crosses taxis and neon
And when they've almost reached the top
Almost been heartbroken
But they heal quickly, unlike us
Love can burn ya', I tell ya'
We should warn them, they don't need anything
As long as the Nordhem Street leads straight to heaven
 
We've been burnt before, you can call me by his name
Because I just have shadows, I can be whoever you want
So close your eyes and think of the one, who once was yours
Let me kiss you blind
You'll make it, you don't need anyone
As long as the Nordhem Street leads straight to heaven
 
Bring me home, a fucking wreck, and kiss me everywhere
Just take me, from every tomorrow
Just close your eyes and keep tight, like two boxers in the last round
Holding each other, to not fall
 
The river runs and washes with the dirt straight into the darkness
And over Nordhem the moon preforms an extra number
Because betrayal and knives, and cross road fuckers
I'll be fine, I don't need anyone
As long as the Nordhem Street leads straight to heaven
 
Take me home, a fucking wreck, and keep your arms around me
Just take me, from every tomorrow
Just close your eyes and keep tight, like two boxers in the last round
Holding each other, to not fall
 
Bring me home, a fucking wreck, and kiss me everywhere
Just take me, from every tomorrow
Just close your eyes and keep tight, like two boxers in the last round
Holding each other, to not fall
 

Trouble

Versions: #1
Now the meadows shine with all the flowers of summer.
Now bees are buzzing, and everywhere birds are singing.
Now the wind blows through the high tree tops
but my garden is wilted, dark and cold.
It's scrubby and over grown, ugly and brushy here
and just as hopeless dull and gray as in my chest.
It smell of all the summer's scents out there.
Out there it's summer, but in here it's autumn.
 
I lived happily here with you and my cats
a life of sin and without any care to be saved.
Reconciled with my character, because I have never
been able to say no to anything.
And never denied myself one thing or the other,
and lived life, until one day I got crushed.
It started with you cheated on me with someone else,
who you said were much nicer than me.
 
Our fight took weeks, the shouts were mixed with the cries
and I got thoroughly compared with your nice friend
Until you admitted he had left you
Then it got dead quiet in our garden again!
From that moment that man got hated twice as much
He had toyed with you, with us for a while
And me, I felt it like even I was rejected
I wanted to fight, and went to the defeat of my life
 
I had the hammer prepared underneath my jacket
When he walked out in a silk scarf and said: Good day!
Come in and sit down for a while so we can talk!
I just stuttered, I don't remember what...
And I was offered brandy and cigars
and couldn't muster up the will to say no!
And when we parted ways we were best friends and allies
and I brought things you'd forgotten to you!
 
I walk around in my Pompeii, among ruins
and i tread in the remains of our life
But you shall never give me taunt me with sequins*
and never shall you be someone else's past time!
No, to the old we shall bind beautiful wreaths
and take our life and my cats as they are.
And despite lack of love and brokenness and fringes
I shall love you for live, I love you!
 

The last morning

You came to me. The spring was the most beautiful one when you came to me
If I only knew what I know now, when you were by me. Now it is too late.
 
In love, we sat on the balcony and got drunk
We shared one more bottle and made love until we fell asleep.
 
And when we woke up, the room was bright and the street outside was as full of live and vivid as me
And in a bed on the third floor we drank tea with milk and honey
You had a guitar and I played, you danced
 
That summer. We went out to Lidingö and on the way back home
we ran over a bird and buried it somewhere by a lake
 
When autumn came, you said that now it feels like it's starting over again
But I was just quiet and empty when autumn came and summer died
 
But it happens that I pass by the house you lived in
It happens that I see you from time to time
We believed that we got it. We closed our eyes and laughed
We took everything we could get. I wonder what we were thinking
 
That morning. I remember you there on the window the in last morning
Something happened at that night but in the morning everything was over.
 

Опчињаваш

Волим начин на који ме опчињаваш
Иако си само фантазија
Узвикујем твоје име када ме нико не чује
Будући одјеци у неком времеплову
 
Волим како никада не сумњаш у мене
Иако сам само фантазија
Не видим јасно када сам у твојој близини
Придржи ме, гравитација ме напушта
 
Немој ми рећи како је превише касно
Можемо да решимо ово за сада
Нећу више бежати
Знаш да ћу урадити шта год пожелиш
 
Волим начин на који ме опчињаваш
Иако си само фантазија
Узвикујем твоје име када ме нико не чује
Будући одјеци у неком времеплову
 

Mississippi can wait

Versions: #1
Oh hold me, oh hold me
We're somewhere else
Maybe you won't be with me anymore
But if we were to be somewhere else
 
So kiss me, kiss me
Is this real or am I dreaming?
All the worry you've got
 
Oh hold me
 
Mississippi can wait
Mississippi can wait
For a better day, a better day
But I can't
Mississippi can wait
Mississippi can wait
For a better day
(or am I dreaming)
A better day, but not me
 
Oh hold me, oh hold me
We're somewhere else
Maybe you won't be with me anymore
But if we were to be somewhere else
 
So kiss me, kiss me
Is this real or am I dreaming?
All the worry you've got
 
Oh hold me
 
So kiss me, kiss me
(For a better day)
Is this real or am I dreaming?
(a better day)
All the worry you've got
(But not me)
 
Mississippi can wait
Mississippi can wait
For a better day
(Is this real or am I dreaming)
A better day
But not me
 
Mississippi can wait
Mississippi can wait
For a better day
(Is this real or am I dreaming)
A better day
(All the worry you've got)
But not me
 
All the worry you've got
 

Memories of the April Sky

Versions: #1
Open your tired eyes and let it out!
 
This has been growing in me
Oh, for such a long time
Rainclouds used to chase me
And now I chase the morning down avenues
 
You were drunk and I was drunk
In the sun of April
You're the kind of girl I like
Because you're empty and I'm empty
 
And she said:
You're really not in love with me
And in fact
That's okay with me
Because I never fall in love
Those things are such a waste of time...
But let's waste our live's away
(I always think of you in April)
 
Give me a kiss before you leave
to build a dream from
A kiss before you leave
A kiss to build a dream from
 
You're not actually in love with me
And in fact
that's okay with me
Because I don't love anyone
Those things are such a waste of time
 
I was no one
You were the sky in April
 
Like I remember it...
and like I remember you...
 
And I hope you can see me now
And I hope that you...
hear me now
 

Enter, Lucia, enter

In darken lands a light is shining1 -
Lucia is coming in the night.
The snow lays white over grounds and houses,
the forest is thaw-black and heavy its murmur,
the star stands brilliant in night-black water.
Enter, Lucia, enter, enter with your light and your gifts!
We wish to hide them meekly in our minds as a sprout is wrapped by a seed,
until the sun of spring starts to shine.
 

• 1. This is a paraphrase of Isaiah 9:2, in the Swedish translation of the Bible from 1542. In the KJV, this line would be something along the lines of 'A great light shines in the land of the shadow of death'

Finally on my way

Versions: #1
Finally on my way
I lengthen my steps
The air tastes like a strawberry pie
A sunny day in May
 
The trees are blooming
The ground is covered by maidenhood
And now it's hanging from each branch
A sunshine optimist
 
From north to south Tjörn
To the corners of the earth
In that way the road leads to you
 
Oh, finally on my way
 
In front of my eyes
A sunny road is opened to you
 
Finally on my way
Longing lives in my steps (I lengthen my steps)
I have left everything that weigh me down
On the way to you
 
From west to Österlen
On meadows and fine sand and rocks
In that way the road meanders to you
 
Finally on my way
 
The air lives in my steps
In front of my eyes
A sunny road is opened to you
 
And I have left everything that weigh me down
On the way to you
 

Chaos is my lady

[Intro]
Oh, ringa dinga ding ding
Wake up, wake up (?)
Oh one, two!
Oh one, two, three, four!
 
[Verse 1]
Yeah, chaos is my lady
You were someone I could talk to
But everyone said that-
'Watch out for her
She will leave you
Dying behind her'
 
[Chorus]
With your detained serenade
As frail as a tornado
With your voice that's trying to convince
My answerer to come out to the bars
And deep down I know it-
Chaos is my lady
 
[Verse 2]
Your street elegance
When you smoke your unlucky strikes
Your wounded gaze
Which Da Vinci would have loved
There's nothing you can't fake
 
[Chorus]
With your X-large hopes
And your broken watch
With your voice that tries to convince
My answerer to come out to the bars
And deep down I know it-
Chaos is my lady
Yeah, chaos is my lady
Yeah, deep down I know it.
Chaos is my lady
Yeah, chaos is my lady
Chaos is my lady
 

Clubland

Versions: #1
Yeah yeah
One two three four
 
When all the clowns
has gone home from work
then the birds whistle in the trees,
there's no point in being free anymore
Because I know this night will kill me
Oh-oh ooh yeah
If I can't be with you
 
Clubland
People say that everything is for art
Nothing for fame
But you look like dolls in the backdrop
Oh, how I miss Ernst-Hugo
because pathos is art
and art is to understand
 
It has become hard to love
when all love has lead to disappointment
And compadres
Lives on the edge of annihilation
And compadres, you thought you could disappoint love
Oh-oh ooh yeah
But you can't
 
I know that you're sad
I'm sad too
Because everything that's left is a dream about what love could be
I will never read Proust again
Because the end hurts too much
 
The end has just begun between you and me
The end has just begun between you and me
The end has just begun between you and me
 

A Midsummer Night's Dream

Versions: #1
Jonny was the fire in Eva's heart
He was the sun when it dawns
He was the park when spring is arriving
 
and we sat on the grass
That grew along with the sky
The cops went by then
The cops still trawl
 
Johnny, you and I should start a band
let it explode in the sky
It's hard not to cry
When I think of us two now
 
Because you were the sunshine
And I was lonely
 
Johnny with the amphetamine
Put me in the backseat
Took me for a ride
The radio was on
 
Can you dig the locomotion
Too much revolution
Johnny, I like you
A black cloud looms over you
 
and we rode on Malmö city a Monday morning
Fifteen cars, fifteen restless truck chauffeurs
freakin' doctors, twenty five officers in the street corners
 
And you were the sunshine
Johnny, I was lonely
You were the sunshine
Johnny, I was lonely
 
When I was about to drown
I thought of you
You said that you wanted to die
You cried behind the door
 
and I laid underneath the bed
I heard you
Eva, I need you
More than I want you
 
and I want you for old time's sake
You didn't mean everything
But the wind was never cold
 
Because you were the sunshine
I was lonely
 
You were just around the corner, on the block
You were just around the corner, on the block - Everywhere
 

A friend with a car

Versions: #1
I have fooled myself
Too many times now
I thought love like yours
Was easy to catch now
 
Yeah, I have fooled myself
Too many times now
I thought love like yours
Was easy to catch now
 
And you said:
You have to be sick
Sick, sick, sick
You have to be blind
Blind, blind, blind
You have to be blind
Because you can't see
When the leaves fall
How ugly I am
 
Anna had a friend with a car
And we went far away
And we maybe even left Sweden
Because it's a new game and I don't want to participate
 
Because have to be sick
Sick, sick, sick
You have to be blind
Blind, blind, blind
You have to be blind
You can't see
When the leaves fall
How wrong I am
 
And you said:
Sick, sick sick
Blind, blind, blind
You have to be blind
Because you can't see
When the leaves fall down
How sick I am
 

You can have me so easily

Versions: #1
They are up on the rooftops
everyone is high above the town
The summer spins quickly
when we're just snowing away
And I never dared to hold your hand
We are not those who has each other in the end..
 
..And everyone just talks
''is it true'' and ''I have heard about you''
I will never come back here again
The neon signs on the streets
send lights to me and the magpies
Everyone is dancing, and I'm thinking
are you alone too?
Where are you tonight..
 
Who kissed Elin
behind Maries back,
where is the big poet
she was in love with
Was there a place
in her world for two?
Please send me a postcard
because I wonder so..
 
..And I wonder what's happening
in our part of town
The wind makes a speech by a hamburger joint
It has blown itself tired
and all the girls has gone home
And you were prettier than them
but I threw it away once more
I threw away some kind of friend..
 
It was so dark
the night I walked home
i had hoped for something, HOPED FOR SOMETHIIING!
 
(hoped for something, A-ha)
 
And if you want me,
now you can have me so easily
 
And if you want me,
now you can have me so easily
 
And if you want me,
now you can have me so easily
 
And if you want me,
now you can HA-A-AVE ME
 
Fool me
no, no
what people may say..
 

You have to die a couple of times before you can live

Versions: #1
they were only kids
but got married anyways
on the airport
and flew to Krakow
and so many things
was sad with that trip
because he didn't love her
and she didn't notice
badabapapa bapadapa
badabapapa bapadapa
 
and her new love
bent him down so easily in front of her
without even knowing about the suffering of young Werther
and that was the first time
he got beat up by a stranger
and how would he hold back his tears
badabapapa bapadapa
badabapapa bapadapa
 
and he got the residues of Magdalena
when she got dumped by Ola
they were almost at the end of Casablanca
in the scene he grew up in
and just like that he left her
on a dusty road beneath a tree
that was the last time he saw her
 
you have to go through shame
you have to go through dreams
you have to die a couple times before you can live
 
he fell asleep behind
his new sunglasses
and he dreamt that he didn't need anyone
and when he woke up
there was a note on his forehead
''Now you know everything about nothing, you fucking loser''
 
i had to change something
you had just left me
i woke up and cradled a bottle of gin
but in the dream I just dreamt I held you
and I saw my youth
full throttle away
and then drive straight into a mountain wall
you have to die a couple times before you can live
 
you have to go through shame
you have to go through dreams
you have to die a couple times before you can live
you have to go through shame
you have to go through dreams
you have to die a couple times before you can live
 
you have to
you have to
you have to die a couple times before you can live
before you can live
 

A wonderful life

Look around you and see the world as it is
But look closer
There's beauty in everything here
So much more to see
Our world is bigger than we know
I think eternity might exist
Something bigger than we know
 
Beyond all of what you've understood
There's a world waiting for you
That you haven't reached
All the answers that you've never received
You have to dare to ask yourself
It leads to good things
What waits behind the corner?
When can I take the next step?
Because a life that's filled with wonders
Is a wonderful life
 
Down beneath the surface there's a truth to understand
So go deep
Follow your intuition and seek in every corner of the world
Soon the end will be transformed
It's calling before the start of something new
Where you are transformed
 
Beyond all of what you've understood
There's a world waiting for you
That you haven't reached
All the answers that you've never received
You have to dare to ask yourself
It leads to good things
What waits behind the corner?
When can I take the next step?
Because a life that's filled with wonders
Is a wonderful life
 
Is a wonderful life
Is a fonderful life
Is a wonderful life
 

Lennart

Lennart can't ride a bike, Lennart has difficulties.
There's something wrong with his balance, oh-oh.
When Lennart bikes everything's askew.
It's chafing and careening, and wobbling lightly.
That's the way it's been since Lennart was a kid,
his coordination has never been fleet.
 
Oh, Lennart has bad motor-skills,
poor Lennart he struggles and toils!
Lennart has bad motor-skills,
against his condition nothing helps.
Oh, Lennart has bad motor-skills,
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah.
 
Lennart has a wife since many years back,
but they have no kids and will probably none get.
Because as night comes along and the courtship begins,
Lennart has difficulties and always aims wrong.
That's the way it's been since Lennart's debut.
He was at full mast, but never took sail1.
 
Oh, Lennart has bad motor-skills,
poor Lennart he struggles and toils!
Lennart has bad motor-skills,
against his condition nothing helps.
Oh, Lennart has bad motor-skills,
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah.
 
Lennart went to a factory, and
asked them to make motor-skills.
The director said: 'Here we only make tripods.'
Then Lennart pulled out his knife,
and thrust it into the director's body.
He though, but he soon found out
that he'd thrust it into another man.
Thrust it into another man.
 
Oh, Lennart has bad motor-skills,
poor Lennart he struggles and toils!
Lennart has bad motor-skills,
against his condition nothing helps.
Oh, Lennart has bad motor-skills,
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah.
 

• 1. 'krut i brallan' is an idiom for conveying that one is horny or has a high libido

The heaven above the city

I thought I was sick, but I'm burning
the summer night is too short
call the best people you know
be with the ones who matter
Raise your hands towards the sky
regret everything you should've done
it's okay to break
rather die than melt away
 
Don't blow out the light that you lit
don't blow out the light
because the sky above the city, the sky above the city
still shines for us
 
To all the people I've hated and all the ones I've loved
the sky above the city awaits
the life I've lived will leave me
none of the words I've spoken will matter
I roam through the cities between Malmo and Stockholm
try to stop but our hearts are in a hurry
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
 
Raise your hands towards the sky
be with the ones who matter
all the lies you regret
summer nights that flew by too fast
you're all that I've loved
it's the stupidest thing I've done
but my time is mine to lose
rather die than melt away
 
Don't blow out the light that you lit
don't blow out the light
because the sky above the city, the sky above the city
still shines for us
 
To all the people I've hated and all the ones I've loved
the sky above the city awaits
the life I've lived will leave me
none of the words I've spoken will matter
I roam through the cities between Malmo and Stockholm
try to stop but our hearts are in a hurry
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
 
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
oh can't you see there's still so much left to give
to give to give to give to give
 
To all the people I've hated and all the ones I've loved
the sky above the city awaits
the life I've lived will leave me
none of the words I've spoken will matter
I roam through the cities between Malmo and Stockholm
try to stop but our hearts are in a hurry
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
don't cry, don't cry any tears for me
 

Nordhems Street Leads Right Into the Sky

Tommy and Leona cruise between taxis and neon
And they were almost feeling the best
Almost heartbroken
But they heal fast, unlike us
Love can burn, yeah, I tell you
We should warn them, they don't need anything
As long as Nordhems Street leads right into the sky
 
We have burned ourselves before, you can call me his name
Because all I have are shadows, I can be who you want
So close your eyes and think about them, that once was yours
Let me kiss you blind
You will get through it, you don't need anyone
As long as Nordhems Street leads right into the sky
 
Take me home, you fucking mess, and kiss me all over
Just take me, from all of tomorrow
Just close your eyes and hold tight, like two boxers in the last round,
Holding onto each other to keep from falling
 
The river runs and cleanses the dirt right in the darkness
And over Nordhem, the moon does an extra number
For betrayal and knives, and crossroads bastards
I will never get through it, but I don't need anyone
As long as Nordhems Street leads right into the sky
 
Take me home, you fucking mess, and wrap your arms around me
Just take me, from all of tomorrow
Just close your eyes and hold tight, like two boxers in the last round,
Holding onto each other to keep from falling
 
Take me home, you fucking mess, and kiss me all over
Just take me, from all of tomorrow
Just close your eyes and hold tight, like two boxers in the last round,
Holding onto each other to keep from falling
 

In Your Arms

You are my finest moment
You are my best years
The nights I didn't sleep at all
And my first gray hairs
You are springtimes and parties
And you are the tears afterward
You are my summer and you are my
Judge and jury
 
And you almost kill me, baby
But where else would I die?
If not in your arms?
 
With you begin summers
With you begin storms
With you, in blue and in sun
With you on the streets
 
And you almost kill me, baby
But where else would I die?
If not in your arms?
 
And you almost kill me, baby
But where else would I die?
If not in your arms?
 

Too Late For Edelweiss

Versions: #3
You say that love was never enough for you
That you never felt the wind high over the treetops
You say that it divides at the cheek
And becomes whole again behind you
 
Every cloud is broken
You count everything sad all night long
And her you once loved
And maybe still love
Is it important?
No, probably not
Maybe everything anyway
 
You say, 'Do you have matches?'
'Yes, enough if you want to burn down Stockholm'
'And do you have wine and spirits?'
'Enough to make the whole bay full of grief'
Everything is too late
Too late for wine, too late for love, pure as snow
Tonight there is no way back
 
And you wonder who is kissing her now
You wonder who
Who if not you
And the lips, you call yours
It hurts to know
But hurts just the same to wonder
 
You say, 'Do you have matches?'
'Yes, enough if you want to burn down Stockholm'
'And do you have wine and spirits?'
'Enough to make the whole bay full of grief'
Everything is too late
Too late for wine, too late for love, pure as snow
Tonight there is no way back, none at all
 
Too late for Edelweiss
None at all
Too late for Edelweiss
None at all
Too late for Edelweiss
 

Song of the Wind's Meadows

Versions: #3
There blows a wind over the wind's meadows
It flutters a lace curtain
And I will write a summer song
With sun and flower scent in the melody
I wanted to sing about Katarina
Through wooden flutes and cymbals
But the wind's tones become summer song,
I just listen in the hall of birch trees
 
There blows a wind over the wind's meadows
It flutters a lace curtain
And I will write a summer song
With sun and flower scent in the melody
There walks a girl in Aspelunden,
I have a yellowed photography
With the years she became a dream, a saga
A lonely wanderer's sympathy.
 
I wanted to write a little song,
Where moments can be eternity
But words become mute and tones deaf,
And the song's meaning becomes a secret.
It becomes a secret.
 
I just want to sing
I just want to sing
 
There blows a wind over the wind's meadows,
It flutters a lace curtain
And I will write a summer song
With sun and flower scent in the melody
There walks a girl in Aspelunden,
I have a yellowed photography
With the years she became a dream, a saga
A lonely wanderer's sympathy.
 
I wanted to sing about Katarina,
Through wooden flutes and cymbals
But the wind's tones become summer song,
I just listen in the hall of birch trees
 
I wanted to sing
I just want to sing
About Katarina,
About how I feel
I stood under your summer window
 

Wait Until the Spring

Versions: #2
(Verse 1)
It was just before the spring that never came
The car cried itself forth when I rolled out of Stockholm
Where success rhymes with 'weigh him down'
And there lied the road with its mouth open
And I had nothing better to do
I was a wizard without a future
And I was on the way to paradise
But when I came there, paradise was pissed on
And the Saints had been caught for flying drunk
And no one prayed anymore, no they just preached
They said,
 
(Refrain)
Wait for the spring
But no longer
Because the years don't wait for anyone
 
(Verse 2)
My car broke down on the wrong side of heaven
Oden lay outside the Hard Times Bar, unconscious
'Valhalla isn't in style anymore'
He roared, locked in bitter paranoia
He said, 'Let's go, there's a cool universe around the corner.
Where is my spacesuit? I ordered it a long time ago.'
I heard a voice behind me somewhere
'Without money, nobody gets out of paradise'
Cleopatra sat pale and broken on a step
'I was locked in a pyramid forever with a dog corpse
And if you are going anywhere, please take me with you,
And I will just write the world's best breakup letter'
 
(Refrain)
Wait for the spring
But not too long
Because the years don't wait for anyone
 
(Verse 3)
We smoked up yesterday and drunk up the future
Until we were completely lost and banged in our heads
And clouds hung over our consciences
And I felt like the moon, scarred and distant
We robbed a pilgrim, and then a flock of angels, too
And I knew that they knew that I knew that we were going the wrong way
But we just kept going, we would go the whole way into the bricks
And never look for us in the mess
 
(Refrain)
Wait for the spring
But no longer
Because the years don't wait for anyone
 
(Verse 4)
Oden wanted to be the Pope in Colombia
Cleopatra was talking voodoo, gold, and algebra
My right hand stretched to the sun
My left pointed back to Earth
I left them there, smoked up in Buddhism
They were just too much to carry around in the end
But I had one trick left
What was empty in me would become music
 
(Stick)
Jesus was going to sign Bibles in the gallery
But he didn't show up, no he never has
And I would probably still be in paradise
If there weren't a little GBG*, yeah you know
 
(Refrain)
Wait until the spring
But wait no longer
Because the years don't wait for anyone
Wait until the spring
But don't wait too long
Because the years don't wait for anyone
Wait until the spring
But wait no longer
Because the years don't wait for anyone
Wait until the spring
But don't wait too long
Because the years don't wait for anyone
 
(Outro)
Wait until the spring
But wait no longer
Because the years don't wait for anyone
Wait until the spring
But wait no longer
Because the spring doesn't wait for anyone
 

Sing about me

In my house, everything is grey
In my dream world, everything is small
Because it works, works
Because it works
 
In my garden, everything is blue
A repetition of things I have already gotten
And it works, works
And it works
 
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
The most beautiful one there is
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
As if nothing else existed
 
In my heaven, order has never prevailed
My hell, I have never understood
But it works, works
But it works
 
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
The most beautiful one there is
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
As if nothing else existed
 
When I sleep
You are here with me
My dreams are my friend
My dreams are my wound
My dreams are a war
When I sleep
 
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
That you, that you
That you are coming
That you are coming
You are coming
to me
 
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
The most beautiful one there is
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
As if nothing else existed
 
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
The most beautiful one there is
Sing about me, me, me, me
A song that I want to hear
As if nothing else existed
 

Sthlm, Sthlm

I'm running to make it
Make it away from my back
I'm running because I
have been naughty
If I move really quickly,
no one will catch up
Without warning, no note
The best thing was to run away
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
God's chosen city
Where one is sad,
someone is murdered
and someone is just happy
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
God's chosen city
Someone is running the marathon,
someone is ridden by a nightmare
and the rest stand in line
 
I crawl across streets
It takes the time it takes
I sometimes pretend to escape
but will probably remain
If the blood is the same
and the skull stays in place
There is no Nirvana somewhere else
So what does it matter if I run away
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
God's chosen city
Where one is sad,
someone is murdered
and someone is just happy
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
God's chosen city
Someone is running the marathon,
someone is ridden by a nightmare
and the rest stand in line
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
God's chosen city
Where one is sad,
someone is murdered
and someone is just happy
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
God's chosen city
Someone is running the marathon,
someone is ridden by a nightmare
and the rest stand in line
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
God's chosen city
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
 
Stockholm, Stockholm
Stockholm, Stockholm
 

Psalm

Have you seen your mum?
Have you seen your father?
Have you met your maker?
He lives here in our town
 
Have you seen your woman?
Have you seen your man?
Have you seen your true self?
You live in the same town
 
Have you played with death?
Or did you die young?
Have you played with your life?
You live in the same town
 
Some have a tongue
Others a hand
Most people have a master
who lives in our town
 
Some crush their heads
Others keep clean
But no one knows anything
in our little town
 

Stream

We are the stream!
no bullet can ever shoot us,
and no sword beats wounds in the river.
We are the stream,
no border prevents us from flowing.
We are the stream, and we tear away everything that must be renewed.
 
We fall from the sky,
become puddles, become lakes.
No return, we are like once-
pronounced ideas.
 
Only individually we were the last,
Together, we will be the first.
The empires of wealth will end,
we will burst your dikes!
 
Steady dripping wears away the stone,
what power it alone possesses!
United, we have weight,
the last big dam breaks.
 
We are the stream!
no bullet can ever shoot us,
and no sword beats wounds in the river.
We are the stream,
no border prevents us from flowing.
We are the stream, and we tear away everything that must be renewed.
 
We are a grid of lightning.
In the autumn night
we bring the light into the darkness,
we become become the superior force.
 
Outcrops we call to chaos,
to curb your order.
We will purge your food
And flood your deserts.
 
Steady dripping wears away the stone,
what power it alone possesses!
United, we have weight,
the last big dam breaks.
 
We are the stream!
no bullet can ever shoot us,
and no sword beats wounds in the river.
We are the stream,
no border prevents us from flowing.
We are the stream, and we tear away everything that must be renewed.
 
You channel our power into narrow lanes, aqueducts,
to some mill wheel for profit and even more power.
Webs of lies and ailing old power structures
are being undermined and thus brought down.
 
We are the stream!
no bullet can ever shoot us,
and no sword beats wounds in the river.
We are the stream,
no border prevents us from flowing.
We are the stream, and we tear away everything that must be renewed.
 
We are the stream!
We will enclose your islands!
Neither armor saves you, nor counter-weir.
We are the stream.
Where we have flowed, life will sprout soon.
We are the stream, and finally we come to the wild sea.
 

Live Wire

Lightning storm, cloud power
Wind sown, the storm ignited
Spark strikes electrified
Eye on the ball, target fixed
The horizon within reach
Nerves hard as steel
 
[Refrain:]
The world lies at our feet
We want all or nothing
Headfirst into the floods
Gaze fixed straight ahead
Because only the courageous win
Live wire
 
Charged, overheated
Every pore dripping and sweating
Blood, sweat and tears
The future will be made of courage
Without fear of collision
Impossible is the mission
 
[Refrain:]
The world is at our feet
We want all or nothing
Headfirst into the floods
Gaze fixed straight ahead
Because only the courageous win
Live wire
 
Until someone pulls the plug
Live wire
 
[Refrain:]
The world lies at our feet
We want all or nothing
Headfirst into the floods
Stubbornly straight ahead
We're not interested in what's going on around us
The world lies at our feet
We want all or nothing
Headfirst into the floods
Gaze fixed straight ahead
Because only the courageous win
That's what winners look like
Live wire
Live wire
 

Prepare the Mattress for the Two of Us

Dark is the road of my journey
until I get to meet you
come show yourself midway to me
my hand to you I’ll offer
 
Prepare the mattress for the two of us
for you and me
and let us fall in each other’s arms
to resurrect it all again
 
I hugged you and you hugged me too
you took me and I took you
I disappeared into your eyes
your destiny and your fate
 
In the familiar neighborhoods
lonely I stroll now begging
and what I tossed away with you
I go around collecting
 

It's like we are made for each other

She is blonde with Nordic cool
I am dark like the belly of a whale
 
Black and white
As similar as yin and yang
Like night and day
Still I get the feeling that it's like we are made for each other
It's like we are made for each other
 
She is up and I am down
She is blind, but I, I see
 
Black and white
As similar as yin and yang
Like night and day
Still I get the feeling that it's like we are made for each other
It's like we are made for each other
 
Two is a nasty number
All too easy to split up in two
If you get to perish, you still want to be two
 
It's like we are made for each other
It's like we are made for each other
It's like we are made for each other
It's like we are made for each other
 

I am young and horny

The years, they pass, I am thirty two and lying like hell
And a day doesn't pass without me seeing children
Seeing your children as an insult
And you should not, you should have done, you should, you should
 
And maybe there was some course, I have probably missed my course
That is probably how it is
What will I become when I grow up?
 
I am tired of saying sorry, I am young and horny
I am young and horny
 
And I am thirteen years old in an old body, was it this that was everything?
And I want to make it to Mars and start over with pot, get a new compass and play jazz
And if my hair so turns grey and I have to withstand spitting, I have done everything I could
 
And maybe there was some course, I have probably missed my course
That is probably how it is
What will I become when I grow up?
 
I am tired of saying sorry, I am young and horny
I am young and horny
I am young and horny
Young and horny
I am young and horny
 

Robert Mitchum

With a ticket each
and the tingling around the skeleton
You are quite pale
Is it love, maybe?
 
I have never seen a star
You said that 'I would love to'
 
We are on our way up to the moon
We are on our way
to meet Robert Mitchum
We are on our way
We never have to pretend again
Just keep our heads cool
We are on our way
from here
 
Always as frightened
when the novelty is pleasing
But if we only close our eyes,
then we might be able to see
 
I have never seen anyone bucking
You said 'study my brain'
 
We are on our way up to the moon
We are on our way
to meet Robert Mitchum
We are on our way
We never have to pretend again
Just keep our heads cool
We are on our way
from here
 
We are on our way up to the moon
We are on our way
to meet Robert Mitchum
We are on our way
We are on our way up to the moon
We are on our way
We are on our way
We are on our way