I wanna be rich, I wanna be famous

I

wow, I'm now in a band.
Wanna be my biggest fan?

Groupies and orgies here I come!
Oh, it's going to be so much fun.


www.myspace.com/abiturient (in your dreams)

gonna fight those ninjas

Need not to look like a bandit
so
need perfectly super white teeth
need heels that make me tall
need boobs that aren't that small
need less food so I'd be fit
need less talk, cos I talk shit
need a flat that's not that far
or
need one unpronounceable car.

actually no I don't
it's all a joke,
cos I'm oh so broke.

short

It's friday and I don't have a drinking problem. I drink, I get drunk, I fall down. No problem!

danger

again and again
I listen to Amy Winehouse
more and more
I act like her, making a chaos
drop by drop
I fill my magical drinking cup
zip by zip
I rise and walk until I drop
that's that
"I'm going back to black"

I hate that my home is known best
for one shipwreck,
not as famous as Titanic,
But still quite tragic.
My home is not a sinking boat.
We ´have our problems but we'll cope.
Don't ask me please.
"Your home, where it is?"
So I will give you a little tour
not real adventure, but a little drive-through.
My people have self-absorbed and taciturn manners,
but they are excellent party planners.
They are used to with extremes
like temperature minus 25 degrees.
My home is flat,
the highest peak is that old man's hat.
But life is like elsewhere in Europe.
Oh, you got me there, we got no Topshop.
To drive one end to the other it takes one day,
the booze is cheap, hooray, hooray!
We got a president, but no king.
We're called the singing nation, cos we like to sing.
Sometimes we get together at song festivals,
where we can meet all our million pals.
They say our language is the most beautiful one in the world,
I don't know about that, we also use some nasty words.
My home is small, but language differs a bit,
Those who live in the south, I don't understand them a shite.
Nowadays everybody's skiing
no me, cos I don't like the feeling.
Every family has a cottage in the country.
Come and visit us, everybody has free entry
When I see my home town's silhouette
my heart starts to melt.
Don't get me wrong, we got some assholes and jerks
but ,hey, that's how life works.
At my home there doesn't fly fairies and elves.
Those who don't believe , has to come to see themselves.

cold as ice

No, I'm not gonna book tickets for two,
cos ,ass, I'm better without you.
No, I'm not gonna wait here at home,
cos I want to be there alone...
...or with few friends who make my heart warm.
We're gonna eat shit and live in a dorm.
Why not?

(please, give me a vodka shot!)

No sleep, no fun, just make lyrics to my babies.


tomorrow!

Happy

For god's sake!
My arctic squirrel made me a cake.
And it was the best cake I ever had!
Jup, other classmates were oh so mad.
No, no it's not the end
I got TWO squirrel friends.
Other one brought me a rabbit (or bear),
oh dear!

I've never seen this kind of care,
I must say our 1oC is very rare.
De är mycket gulliga barn,
They got the power, they got the charm.

khm, C-class IS the best,
fuck all the rest

Poem to Vello

Yup, I'm acting kind a wild
with my oh-so-stupid rhymes.
It's already my second post this week.
I'm starting to became this blog geek.

Same old, same old
I'm boooored.

New beginning

Yup, I'm baaaaaack and in totally new language. Been there, done that, but now I'm here to say:

Wind is here to blow us away,
even my home flew some blocks today.
It took me few hours to find that new place.
Jei ,now I got no nasty neighbours to face.
But wait a minute I can't find it...
....where are my keys??? Shiiiiit.


trouble