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UD I DET BLå #1 Forfatter: Kim Larsen Vågner op i min seng på en dum dag (dum dag) stikker snotten frem si'r goda' da' (øv da') klokken den er klokken den er ti styrter ud af sengen med et skrig ud i det blå ud og se på til verdens ende man ved jo aldrig hvad der ku' hænde. LIVET ER KORT Forfatter: John Mogensen Livet er kort, livet er kort, tænk dig godt om før du sløser det bort. Graven er sort, graven er sort, var der mon ting, som du ikke fik gjort. Tømte du dit glas i et muntert lag ? Tænkte du kun på den næste dag ? Elsked´ du den pige, hvis blod stod i brand ? Lod du hende gå til en anden mand ? VITTIGHED Forfatter: Børnevittighed To nyfødte lå på fødegangen og snakkede, den ene siger: Jeg er en pige. Jeg er en dreng, svarer den anden. Det tror jeg ikke på, siger pigen. Såvent til sygeplejersken er gået, så skal jeg fandme vise dig det er rigtigt! Sygeplejersken gik og drengen hev dynen væk og sagde: se selv: - blå sokker... Thi hi ;-) IF YOU LOVE SOMEBODY SET THEM FREE Forfatter: Sting If you need somebody, call my name If you want someone, you can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw away the key If you want to hold onto your possession Don't even think about me If you love somebody, set them free If it's a mirror you want, just look into my eyes Or a whipping boy, someone to despise Or a prisoner in the dark Tied up in chains you just can't see Or a beast in a gilded cage That's all some people ever want to be If you love somebody, set them free You can't control an independent heart Can't tear the one you love apart Forever conditioned to believe that we can't live We can't live here and be happy with less So many riches, so many souls Everything we see we want to possess If you need somebody, call my name If you want someone, you can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw away the key If you want to hold onto your possession Don't even think about me If you love somebody, set them free DET ER EN KOLD TID #2 Forfatter: Kim Larsen Der' mange, mange drømme der' røget sig en tur men jeg ka' da stadig grine når jeg sidder helt alene - helt alene i mit lille skur SVANTES LYKKELIGE DAG Forfatter: Benny Andersen Se, hvilken morgenstund, solen er rød og rund, Nina er gået i bad, og jeg spiser ostemad. Livet er ikke det værste man har, og om lidt er kaffen klar. Blomsterne blomstrer op, der går en edderkop, fuglene flyver i flok, når de er mange nok. Lykken er ikke det værste man har, og om lidt er kaffen klar. Græsset er grønt og vådt, og bierne de har det godt, lungerne frådser i luft, ah, hvilken snerleduft. Glæden er ikke det værste man har, og om lidt er kaffen klar. Sang under brusebad, hun må vist være glad, himlen er temmelig blå, det kan jeg godt forstå. Lykken er ikke det værste man har, og om lidt er kaffen klar. Nu kommer Nina ud, nøgen og fugtig hud, kysser mig kærligt og går ind for at red' sit hår. Livet er ikke det værste man har, og om lidt er kaffen klar. NARRESUTTEN #1 Forfatter: Shubidua Av - hvad skete der i går min pude er så hård så hjernen tror den ligger på et bord av - jeg husker ikke hvem det var der fik mig hjem men den var blå med nylonstrømper på sure tæ'r og saftevand - jeg har det ikke rart bar' jeg var en anden mand - og var det i en fart. IMAGINE Forfatter: John Lennon Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one MY WAY Forfatter: Frank Sinatra And now, the end is near; And so I face the final curtain. My friend, I’ll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I’m certain. I’ve lived a life that's full. I’ve traveled each and ev'ry highway; But more, much more than this, I did it my way. Regrets, I've had a few; But then again, too few to mention. I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption. I planned each charted course; Each careful step along the byway, But more, much more than this, I did it my way. Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew. But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out. I faced it all and I stood tall; And did it my way. I've loved, I’ve laughed and cried. I've had my fill; my share of losing. And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing. To think I did all that; And may I say - not in a shy way, "No, oh no not me, I did it my way". For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught. To say the things he truly feels; And not the words of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows - And did it my way! THAT’S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR Forfatter: Dionne Warwick / Stevie Wonder And I Never thought I'd feel this way And as far as I'm concerned I'm glad I got the chance to say That I do believe I love you And if I should ever go away Well then close your eyes and try To feel the way we do today And then if you can remember Keep smiling, keep shining Knowing you can always count on me, for sure That's what friends are for For good times and bad times I'll be on your side forever more That's what friends are for Well you came in loving me And now there's so much more I see And so by the way I thank you Oh and then for the times when we're apart Well then close your eyes and know The words are coming from my heart And then if you can remember THAT’S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR - CHORUS Forfatter: Stevie Wonder / Dionne Warwick Keep smiling, keep shining Knowing you can always count on me, for sure That's what friends are for For good times and bad times I'll be on your side forever more That's what friends are for WILD WORLD Forfatter: Cat Stevens Now that I've lost everything to you You say you wanna start something new And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin' Baby, I'm grievin' But if you wanna leave, take good care I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there Ooh, baby, baby, it's a wild world It's hard to get by just upon a smile Ooh, baby, baby, it's a wild world I'll always remember you like a child, girl You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do And it's breakin' my heart in two Because I never wanna see you a sad girl Don't be a bad girl But if you wanna leave, take good care I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware Beware La-la-la la la... Baby, I love you But if you wanna leave, take good care I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware Beware WHEN I’M SIXTY-FOUR Forfatter: Beatles When i get older losing my hair, Many years from now. Will you still be sending me a valentine Birthday greetings bottle of wine. If i'd been out till quarter to three Would you lock the door, Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When i'm sixty-four. You'll be older too, And it you say the word, I could stay with you. I could be handy, mending a fuse When your lights have gone. You can knit a sweater by the fireside Sunday mornings go for a ride, Doing the garden, digging the weeds, Who could ask for more. Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When i'm sixty-four. Every summer we can rent a cottage, In the isle of wight, if it's not too dear We shall scrimp and save Grandchildren on your knee Vera chuck & dave Send me a postcard, drop me a line, Stating point of view Indicate precisely what you mean to say Yours sincerely, wasting away Give me your answer, fill in a form Mine for evermore Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When i'm sixty-four. DET’ HAMMERFEDT Forfatter: Jacob Haugaard Jeg si'r halleluja Jeg råber højt hurra Jeg triller lidt med tungen tra la la la la la Jeg står og griner fjoget Jeg letter grydelåget Ha' en herlig weekend og vi ses Det' hammer hammer fedt Jeg kysser dig om lidt Vinden den er go', go' for mere end to Smil til hele verden syng en sang for lærken Ha' en herlig weekend og vi ses Jeg har en gummiged og den er hammerfed Den lugter under skovlen af rigtig gummisved Jeg letter på kasketten solskind på rumpetten Ha' en herlig weekend og vi ses Det' hammer hammer fedt… Som Gud og hver mand ved så var det stemmeskred I al beskedenhed så var det kærlighed Jeg stod og sov i timen og pludselig lød en kimen Jacob du' valgt til præsident Det' hammer hammer fedt… WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD Forfatter: Louis Armstrong I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you - and I think to my self: wI see skies of blue and clouds of white the bright blessed day, the dark sacred night - and I think to my self:. what a wonderful world The colour of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands sayin´ how do you do they´re really sayin´ "I love you" I hear babies cry I watch them grow - they´ll learn much more than i´ll ever know And I think to my self: What a wonderful world YOU ARE THE SUNSHINE OF MY LIFE Forfatter: Stevie Wonder You are the sunshine of my life That's why I'll always be around You are the apple of my eye Forever you'll stay in my heart I feel like this is the beginning 'though I've loved you for a million years And if I thought our love was ending I'd find myself drowning in my own tears Whoa whoa You are the sunshine of my life That's why I'll always stay around You are the apple of my eye Forever you'll stay in my heart You must have known that I was lonely Because you came to my rescue And I know that this must be heaven How could so much love be inside of you SEASONS IN THE SUN Forfatter: Terry Jacks Goodbye to you my trusted friend We've known each other since we were nine or ten Together we climbed hills and trees Learned of love and A B C's Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees. Goodbye my friend it's hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Pretty girls are everywhere Think of me and I'll be there We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climb were just seasons Out of time... Goodbye Papa please pray for me I was the black sheep of the family You tried to teach me right from wrong Too much wine and too much song Wonder how I got along. Goodbye Papa its hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Little children everywhere When you see them I'll be there. We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons Have all gone. We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the stars we could reach Were just starfish on the beach. Goodbye Michelle my little one You gave me love and helped me find the sun And every time that I was down You would always come around And get my feet back on the ground. Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air With the flowers everywhere I wish that we could both be there We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climb were just seasons Out of time... We had joy we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons Have all gone. All our lives we had fun We had seasons in the sun But the stars we could reach Were just starfish on the beach. I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND Forfatter: Beatles Oh yeah, i'll tell you something, I think you'll understand. When i'll say that something I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand. Oh please, say to me You'll let me be your man And please, say to me You'll let me hold your hand. Now let me hold your hand, I want to hold your hand. And when i touch you i feel happy inside. It's such a feeling that my love I can't hide, i can't hide, i can't hide. Yeah, you've got that something, I think you'll understand. When i'll say that something I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand. And when i touch you i feel happy inside. It's such a feeling that my love I can't hide, i can't hide, i can't hide. Yeh, you've got that something, I think you'll understand. When i'll feel that something I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand. KNOCKIN’ ON HEAVENS DOOR Forfatter: Bob Dylan Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Mama, put my guns in the ground I can't shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is comin' down I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door DON’T WORRY #1 Forfatter: Bobby McFerrin Here's a little song I wrote You might want to sing it note-for-note Don't worry, be happy In every life we have some trouble But when you worry, you make it double Don't worry, be happy Don't worry, be happy now BLOWIN’ IN THE WIND Forfatter: Bob Dylan How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, Pretending he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. THOSE WERE THE DAYS #1 Forfatter: Mary Hopkin Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose For we were young and sure to have our way. La la la la... Those were the days, oh yes those were the days. THOSE WERE THE DAYS Forfatter: Mary Hopkin Once upon a time there was a tavern... Where we used to raise a glass or two Remember how we laughed away the hours... And dreamed of all the great things we would do? Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose For we were young and sure to have our way. La la la la... Those were the days, oh yes those were the days Then the busy years went rushing by us We lost our starry notions on the way If by chance I'd see you in the tavern We'd smile at one another and we'd say... Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose... For we were young and sure to have our way. La la la la... Those were the days, oh yes those were the days Just tonight I stood before the tavern Nothing seemed the way it used to be In the glass I saw a strange reflection Was that lonely woman really me? Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end... We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose For we were young and sure to have our way. La la la la... Those were the days, oh yes those were the days Through the door there came familiar laughter I saw your face and heard you call my name Oh my friend were older but no wiser For in our hearts the dreams are still the same... Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose For we were young and sure to have our way. La la la la... Those were the days, oh yes those were the days... ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE #1#2#3 Forfatter: Beatles There's nothing you can do that can't be done. Nothing you can sing that can't be sung. Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game. It's easy. Nothing you can make that can't be made. No one you can save that can't be saved. Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time. It's easy. Nothing you can know that isn't known. Nothing you can see that isn't shown. Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be. It's easy. RMELUNDEN Forfatter: Shubidua Pludselig kom der en jomfru fordi klokken var to om lidt bli'r historien god ka' du tro, ka' du tro, ka' du tro Hun sagde goddag trykked' min hånd så min sko faldt af fuglene sang og dagen var varm og lang Kærlighed ved første blik vi en tur i skoven gik og hun kyssede mig på ærmelunden På en eng fandt vi en kæmpemæssig blomsterseng himlen var blå og hjorten stod og så på den så på lige til den sku' gå Kærlighed ved første blik vi en tur i skoven gik og hun kyssede mig på ærmelunden Uden en lyd plukked' vi hundrede tusindfryd mørket faldt på om lidt går historien i stå nu går historien i stå historien er gået i stå VåGNER I NATTEN Forfatter: Dodo and the Dodos Ligger du alene nu det håber jeg du gør drømmer et par drømme jeg ka li'. Glemmer jeg dig aldrig mer' glemmer du mon mig var vi fra de tider og alt nu helt forbi. Du sidder på min sengekant du sidder i min krop mærker at du banker banker i mit blod mon du har det lissom mig? Vågner i natten vågner af en drøm jeg savner dig at snakke med dig at holde om for det har regnet på mit vindu' dryppet på min kind uh, jeg ville gøre alt om igen og om og om igen. Du gav mig al din kærlighed gav mig dine håb længsler der var inde i din krop. Og du kom altid hen til mig når du havde lyst stilled' du mon sulten mens jeg fik slukket tørst mon du har det lissom mig? Vågner i natten..... Hold mig til regnen holder op du ved det bedste her i verden sker med dig og kun dig. Finder jeg dig aldrig mer' finder du mon mig længes efter tider hvor tiden gik med dig mon du har det lissom mig? SøREN BANJOMUS Forfatter: Otto Brandenburg Skillema-dinke-dinke-du, skillema-dinke-du hør på Søren Banjomus, han spiller nemlig nu. Skillema-dinke-dinke-du, skillema-dinke-du kom og syng og dans med os, det syns vi, at I sku Vi glæder os til juleaften, så blir træet tændt og vi får fine julegaver, iihh, hvor er vi spændt! Skillema-dinke-dinke-du, skillema-dinke-du, bar´der altså snart var jul. På loftet sidder nissen, ham I ved der er så sød han er så mæt, for han har spist et stort fad julegrød. Nu sidder han i stolen, og han snorker som en bjørn og drømmer om de gaver han skal gi´ til byens børn. og Lurifax, hans kat, som altid er så fræk den drømmer sødt om røget sild med flødeovertræk. Så pusler det og pludselig fra musehulllet klang en munter lyd af banjo-sang. Kom med, sa´ Søren Banjomus, de sover begge to nu skal vi lave skæg, JUHU skreg musene og lo og frem fra musehullet mødte store mus og små ja, selv den allermindste mus, som knap nok kunne gå. Og Lurifax og nissefar, de dansede en vals og lille Tim bandt nissens skæg i missekattens hals og mens de slæbte bort med ost og julelækkeri så nynnede de denne melodi: Skillema-dinke-dinke-du, skillema-dinke-du Bar´ det altså snart var jul, kan ikke vente, Bar´ det altså snart var jul, kan ikke vente... SIDDER På ET VæRTSHUS Forfatter: John Mogensen Sidder på et værtshus nær ved Gammel Strand, brugt er hver en skilling, meget dygtig mand. Gæsterne forsvinder, klokken er vist fem, ringede til konen, se at komme hjem. Hjem til skideballen, Vor Herre bevar os, man har været borte et døgn. Hvorfor ble´ man væk? Tja, det skal jo forklares, men hun tror jo nok det er løgn. Man vil bare sidde, få en lille tår, glemme alle pligter ligesom i går. End´lig var det lørdag, man ku´ slappe a´, så faldt man i vandet i et muntert lag. Sammen med de andre, en tur ud i solen rigtig ud og føre sig frem, glemt var tid og sted, der var klister på stolen, hvordan skal man så komme hjem. Sidder på et værtshus nær ved Gammel Strand brugt er hver en skilling, meget dygtig mand. Gæsterne forsvinder, ballet er forbi, bomme til en sporvogn, finde linie ti. Sidder på et værtshus nær ved Gammel Strand brugt er hver en skilling, meget dygtig mand Gæsterne er gået, ballet er forbi, skaffe til en sporvogn, finde linie ti. Dagen bryder frem - nu må jeg vist hjem. SE VENIDIG OG Dø Forfatter: Gasolin / Lone Kellerman Åh Luigi ja nu skriver jeg igen ka' du huske at du var min søde ven da vi sad og kyssed i gondolerne og du tog mig kærligt på gajolerne. Ka' du huske da du sagde jeg er din og du sang sonater i det klare måneskin. Åh, Luigi måneskin åh, Luigi se Venedig og dø. Åh du var faneme dejlig, da du sa' til mig må jeg godt ha' lov at invitere dig på en middag i min pappa's pizzabar og jeg sukkede og sagde hvabehar. Og Fellini spillede på violin og du sang sonater i det klare måneskin. Åh, Luigi måneskin åh, Luigi se Venedig og dø. Oh Bella Mamma Concielo Åh du var smuk som en gud og fiks på fingrene og gadelysene de flimrede da du fulgte med mig hjem til mit hotel natportier'en sov og det var vores held. Jeg ku' mærke skægstubbene på din kind da du sang sonater i det klare måneskin. Åh, Luigi måneskin åh, Luigi se Venedig og dø. REGNVEJRSDAG I NOVEMBER Forfatter: Pia Raug, tekst af Ebba Munk Pedersen Jeg vil male dagen blå med en solskinsstribe på vælge lyset frem for skyggen gi’ mig selv et puf i ryggen tro på alting, selv på lykken Jeg vil male dagen blå. Jeg vil male dagen gul solen som en sommerfugl sætter sig på mine hænder alle regnvejrsdage ender der står “maj” på min kalender jeg vil male dagen gul. Jeg vil male dagen rød med den sidste roses glød jeg vil plukke kantareller løvetand og brændenælder leve i det nu, der gælder jeg vil male dagen rød. Jeg vil male dagen grøn dyb og kølig - flaskegrøn sætte tændte lys i stager glemme rynker, dobbelthager håbe på mit spejl bedrager Jeg vil male dagen grøn. Jeg vil male dagen hvid nu hvor det er ulvetid købe franske anemoner for de sidste tyve kroner lytte til Vivaldis toner jeg vil male dagen hvid Jeg vil male dagen lys strege ud og sætte kryds jeg har tusind ting at gøre klokken elleve-femogfyrre blev november hængt til tørre jeg vil male dagen lys. HIMMELHUNDEN - OMKVæD Forfatter: Teddy Edelman (Hasse Anderson, dansk tekst af Theodor) Hej du spillemand vil du si' mig med det samme og vær' ærlig for jeg mener hvert et ord når vor herre slukker livets flamme og man skal forlade denne jord må man ta' hunden med sig ind i himlen den er sød og den har vær't min bedste ven den er klog og fin og har lige vær't i bad hvis man må du spillemand så bli'r jeg glad. GEM ET LILLE SMIL Forfatter: Gustav Winkler Gem et lille smil til det bliver’ gråvejr Lig nu er himlen klar og blå Der kan hænde ting i morgen Du ikke forudså Gem et lille smil til det bliver’ gråvejr Sol og glæde varer sjælden ved Så’r det rart at kunne smile Mens regnen siler ned Tænk hvis jeg var verdens herre Fik du bare sol og glæde på din vej Men jeg er kun mig desværre Det eneste jeg ka’ gi’ dig det er mig Gem et lille smil til det bliver’ gråvejr Lige nu er himlen klar og blå Men hvis blot vi holder sammen Vil alting sikkert gå ENSOM DAME 40 åR Forfatter: Bjarne Liller I en annonce i et dagblad i går, så jeg en dame søge sig en ven, Fuld diskretion, send mig blot et par ord, Jeg håber, du skriver, på lykken jeg tror. Ensom dame, fyrre år Lille og buttet, med mørkt og krøllet hår. Min vægt tør jeg ikke skrive om, men jeg savner dig, så skynd dig nu og kom. Mit hjerte det banked', og min mund blev så tør, bare jeg turde, for det har aldrig hændt mig før. Jeg syn's, jeg kunne høre hende hviske til mig, skynd dig og skriv, for jeg længes efter dig. Ensom dame, fyrre år... Tyve år er gået, og vi har det stadig godt, brunetten fra annoncen, ja, hun er blevet min mascot, Måske lidt mere buttet, men hun er glad og tilfreds, mem tit tænker jeg på denne triste tekst: Ensom dame, fyrre år… NARRESUTTEN #2 Forfatter: Shubidua Dav, dav - en fremmed i mit spejl en fyr med bygningsfejl er Frankenstein mon flyttet ind på vejen av - mit hoved falder af det blir min sidste dag og på min grav skal stå: han sagde av, 100.000 celler gik ned med deres flag og der' ikke meget gymnastik i dem der er tilbage. NARRESUTTEN OMKVæD Forfatter: Shubidua Men livet skal jo bruges - kamelerne skal sluges narresuttens blues av, av, av, av livet er et hul mand - bare røv og gulvsand ræk mig li' en gulvspand. av, av, av, av GIRL IN THE GHETTO Forfatter: Cry before dawn Girl In The Ghetto It’s so hard to break down a wall, Hidden behind there’s so much to find, Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday. I saw her look into his eyes, I saw him light up a cigarette, He knows there’s something, he knows damn well. It’s a never-ending tragedy, We spend our lives together, whatever, And I’m not so blind that I can’t see you. There’s a girl in the ghetto, she’s got no time to be changing. In this land full of fools, when you play by the rules, You’re really something. You’re really something. The secret that everyone knows, They turn their heads and they walk away, But there’s no talking, there’ll soon be no pain. It’s so cold here on the shore, Finding it hard to believe in him, But she’ll be waiting, until he returns. It’s a never ending tragedy, We spend our lives together, whatever, And I’m not so blind that I can’t see you. There’s a girl in the ghetto, she’s got no time to be changing. In this land full of fools, when you play by the rules, No divine intervention. While the father stands watching, far away from the limelight. When the blood turns to stone and you’re left on your own you know You’re really something. As he closes the door and he walks away, Finding it hard to believe that he’s wrong. When he wakes up in the morning, He knows she’s gone. There’s a girl in the ghetto, she’s got no time to be changing. In this land full of fools, when you play by the rules, you’re really something. When the blood turns to stone and you’re left on your own you know You’re really something. You’re really something. You’re really something. GONE FOREVER Forfatter: Cry before dawn Gone Forever "You’d better start living off the land". That’s what she said. They’re gonna start working to a plan, With or without you. Even though the cupboards are bare, Even though there’s nothing out there. You can’t just sit around and worry, When you’ve still got a chance. I can see you but I can’t hear, nothing at all. I’ve lost you I know it’s clear, believe in it all. I can see you but I can’t hear, not a word, you’re gone forever. "You try to bring them up to live the right way". That’s what she said. Then you’re living with the fear of getting nowhere, A-ha. Nothing could ever compare, With the simple life they’re living out there. You’d better start laying down the guidelines, You’d better start, you’d better start, you’d better start.
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