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Sunday, November 23, 2003

Behind The Blue Eyes

Remember me I'm the one
whose baby has your eyes
She has the looks and shines
Behind the blue eyes

When we left all behind
there I was nowhere to hide
Like a Kohoutek never running back
I was alone like the rack

Why can't we sing again about
eclipse of the moon
Why can't we stand around
first kisses too soon

Open the windows
we can start to breath
Laid back, staying still
only you could my chalice to fill

Why can't we sing again about
eclipse of the moon
Why can't we stand around
first kisses too soon

too soon too soon
posted by Timo  # 1:32 PM

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

Black Bossanova


When I looked into your eyes
like ice
each time, like last time.

We together holding hands
sticking to our lens
Panoramic scenery of sematery
lady like mystery

She was black dark girl
making my world
Smiling with an attitude
making blood cured.

We were counting laps
running taps
mornings, evenings.

As like the vampires in the dawn
our hearts together sawn
Alabama mandolin burning in a fire
lady you're my desire

She was black dark girl
making my world
Smiling with an attitude
making blood cured.

posted by Timo  # 2:31 PM
Death In the Park


you and me are joining in love under bloody rain.
your black lips kissing me like last one before the pain
your warm arms make my cold body feel again.
this bounced bloody is up in my veins

you and me meet in the park
together under death man's arch
our shadows lay over black cross
more time and more our love is hoss

I saw your eyes like gliding stars
when crow flies up the bars
my mind is wondering again we will meet there
when we have only love and death to share

you and me meet in the park
together under death man's arch
our shadows lay over black cross
more time and more our love is hoss

you and me meet in the park
together under death man's arch


I made this "song" inspired by "lovemetal" bands like H.I.M. and 69Eyes.
It is quite easy to invent these lyrics :)
posted by Timo  # 11:58 AM

Friday, September 12, 2003

Man In Black

Mies mustissaan joi veristä vettä.
Karhu oli kaatunut
viimeisen kerran lyönyt käpälä kipinää.

Syyskuussa kaarna nousee
kohti pohjoista ja
kaartaa pois.

Johnny Cash (1932-2003) - R.I.P.
posted by Timo  # 7:33 PM

Tuesday, August 26, 2003

Will To Live
I feel miserable
Easter make me ill
I feel miserable
Bunny tear at my foundations
I feel miserable
Honey are dragging me down to the depths of misery
I want to die

Is it because of mämmi that I feel this way?
With the green rays of misery pounding on my brain?
Or am I lost in tale of Blake, adrift far from home
I don't think so, I don't think so.

You Broke My Will to Live
You Broke My Will to Live
You Broke My Will to Live
I was getting better but then
You Broke My Will to Live

I feel miserable
Milk rot the flesh from my bones
I feel miserable
Jeesus defeat my purpose
I feel miserable
Cross are doing their best to impale my soul
I want to die

Is it because of mämmi that I feel this way?
With the green rays of misery pounding on my brain?
Am I lost in tale of Blake, adrift far from home
I don't think so, I don't think so.

You Broke My Will to Live
You Broke My Will to Live
Oh God, You Broke My Will to Live
I was getting better but then
You Broke My Will to Live

(tehty Alanis Morrissette tekstigeneraattorilla!)
posted by Timo  # 1:03 PM
Haiku nro 1

kaunis kaaresi
vatsallas lentää lintu
laulelee peippo
posted by Timo  # 12:58 PM

Monday, August 25, 2003

Saunassa part II

siinä on ihmisen pojan hyvä olla,
kankku painettuna puiseen penkkiin,
hikinorot vaan roiskuavat pitkin punakkaa tanakkaa ihonpintaa.
tuoksuen työltä
ja maalta
ja tervalta
ja vihdanlehdiltä
jotka käpristelevät kuin kaarna vasten karvaista rintaa.
siellä talonpoika syntyy, ähisten elää,
jatkaa sukuaankin,
ja siellä se viimeisen ähkäisynsä vetää
posted by Timo  # 6:43 PM
Saunassa part I

siinä se puhkii, ähkii, ähisee,
se takametsien emäntä,
kilpaa kiukaan kanssa,
heittää vettä kupillisen ja
höyry sähähtää tervaiseen kattoon, ja
löyly lyö akan reitevää vartaloa kuin piiska
posted by Timo  # 6:42 PM

Monday, August 18, 2003

Viimeinen saksipotku

Iso mies meni tikapuita pitkin taivaaseen,
ei kuulu nurmelta vihreältä perkele,
Johanneksen Dynamon Pele.
Sanoit perjantaina: "Vielä yhdelle meen"

R.I.P. Gösta Sundqvist (1957-2003)
posted by Timo  # 8:43 AM

Friday, August 08, 2003

Hiki

Kumpi on kuumempaa - kesäaurinko
vai naisen seksikkyyden kahlitseva huuma.

Auringolta saa varjosta suojaa,
naisen kanssa silmäni vain huokaa.
posted by Timo  # 12:52 PM

Thursday, August 07, 2003

Kääliö
Kääliöitä onhan heitä,
pieniä sieniä syöviä miehiä.
Hatut päässä hellesäässä,
kädet heiluvat lanteet keinuvat.

Mistä niitä riittää?
Kuka niitä siittää?
Kapteeni Morgan pois lähetä pojat,
huomenna niitä täynnä ojat.




posted by Timo  # 9:43 AM
Tässä se nyt on.
Syleilkäämme :)
posted by Timo  # 9:03 AM

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