Once again I'll be the foolish one

Silver Birch against a Swedish sky
The singer in the band made me want to cry
We’re all inside our own heads now
We are leaving new friends
leaving this town
I wish you could be here with me
I would show you off like a trophy
The road it winds, it twists, it turns, oh my stomach burns

Once again I’ll be the foolish one
Thinking a blink of these lashes would make you come
Don’t you worry, don’t get in a state
I don’t believe in true love anyway
Who’s being pessimistic now
I could document this as our first, as our last row
The more you look forlorn, the more to you I warm.

I won’t be seeing you for a long while
Oh I hope it’s not as long as these country miles
I feel lost, I feel lost.

make some music make some money

I'm feelin rough i'm feelin raw i'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives.
I'll move to paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

This is our decision to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?

Forget about our brothers and our friends.
We are fated to pretend.

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms.
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home.
Yeah i'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.

But there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
Love must be forgotten. life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce,
We'll find some more models, everything must run its course.

We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.
We are fated to pretend.

Keep pretending to dance

Get on your dancing shoes
There's one thing on your mind
Hoping they're looking for you
Sure you'll be rummaging' through

Oh and the shit, shock, horror
You've seen your future bride
Oh, but it's oh so absurd
For you to say the first word
So you're waiting and waiting

The only reason that you came
So what you scared for?
don't you always do the same
It's what you there for but no

Don't you know the lights are flashing
Down in here tonight
And some might exchange a glance
But keep pretending to dance

Don't act like it's not happening
As if it's impolite
To go and mention your name
Instead you'll just do the same
As they all do, and hope for the best...

Get on your dancing shoes
You sexy little swine
Hoping they're looking for you
Sure you'll be rummaging through

When your love's away...We're the music

Break your happy home
Learn to sing along
To the music, to the music
Clap your hands and shake
On a summer's day
To the music, to the music

I'm falling in love with your favourite song
I'm gonna sing it all night long
I'm gonna dance with somebody
Dance with somebody
Dance, dance, dance

When you're all alone
We become your home
We're the music, we're the music
When your love's away
And you feel betrayed
We're the music, sweet music

I'm always better than you

It seems this boy's bathed in ridicule
Too forward, way too physical
It's time that I had another
I'm always wanting more if there's another one
Give me some more I'll have another one
I'll have a slice of your mother

This boy is so spectacular
Not a boy but a wealthy bachelor

I see losers losing everywhere
If I lose it'll only be the damn I give for another
I am complete, invincible
If I have one principle
Then it's to stand on You, brother

If I like cocaine I'm racing you
For organic fresh Echinacia
One kick's as good as another
If tired I'm tired of telling you
I'm never tired I'm always better than you

I don't wanna be friends

I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it's free
I want your love

I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
And I want your love

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want your bad, your bad romance

I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

I want your love and
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

I want your horror
I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love

I want your psycho
Your vertical stick
Want you in my room
When your baby is sick
I want your love

J'veux ton amour
Et je veux ton revenge
J'veux ton amour

I don't wanna be friends

We can love who we trust

We can fight our desires
Ooooh but when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Ooooh whether we like it or not
They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?
Two hearts with accurate devotions
Oooh but what are feelings without emotions?

I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
I'm hoping you'll understand
and not let go of my hand

I hang my hopes out on the line
Oooh will they be ready for you in time?
If you leave them out too long
Oooh they'll be withered by the sun
Full stops and exclamation marks
Ooh my words stumble before I start
How far can you send emotions?
Can this bridge cross the ocean?

Let's go to war
To make peace
Let's be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you're not blinded
By the light from me