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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUhEjlUybZc

One of the greatest swedish pop songs of all time.

Håkan Hellström - Nu kan du få mig så lätt

Dom e uppe på taken
alla e högt över staden
Sommarn snurrar fort
när vi bara snöar bort
Å ja våga aldrig hålla din hand
Vi är inte sånna som i slutet får varann..

..Å alla bara pratar
‘e de sant’ och ‘ja har hört om dig’
Ja kommer aldrig tillbaka hit igen
Neonskyltar på gatorna
sänder ljus till mej å skatorna
Alla dansar, å ja tänker
e du också själv?
Var e du ikväll..

Vem kysste Elin
bakom ryggen på Marie,
var e den store poeten
som hon va förälskad i
Fanns de en plats
i hennes värld för två?
Snälla skicka ett vykort
för ja undrar så..

..Å ja undrar va som händer
i vår del av stan’
Vinden håller tal vid en hamburgebar
Den har blåst sig trött
å alla flickor har gått hem
Å du va sötade än dom
men ja slängde bort de igen
ja slängde bort nån slags vän..

De va så mörkt
den kvällen ja gick hem
ja hade hoppats på något, HOPPATS PÅ NÅGOOOT!

(hoppats på något, A-ha)

Om du vill ha mej,
nu kan du få mig så lätt

Om du vill ha mej,
nu kan du få mig så lätt

Om du vill ha mej,
nu kan du få mig så lätt

Om du vill nå mig,
nu kan du FÅ-Å-HÅ MEJ

Lura mej
nej,nej
va folk än säger..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFHmsgZig2U

Bob Dylan - I’m Not There

You should really see this movie, that’s all I’ll say.

(not complete lyrics)

Ev’ry thing’s all right
and then she’s all the time in my neighborhood
she cries both day and night
i know because it was there

it’s a milestone but she’s down on her luck
and the day makes her lonely
and it’s so hard to buck, i was there

i believe that she’d stop him if she would start to care
i believe that she’d look upon this side
and t’ care and i’d go by the something
when she’s on my way, but i don’t belong there

no i don’t belong to her
i don’t belong to anybody
she’s my prize forsaken angel
but she don’t care she cries
she’s a lone-hearted mystic and she can carry on

when i’m there, she’s all right
but she’s not when i’m gone
heaven knows that the answer she’s don’t call in no one
she’s a wave, a thing, beautiful she’s mine for the one

and i’m also hesitating by temptation lest it runs
which it don’t follow me
but i’m not there, i’m gone

now i’ll cry tonight, like i cried the night before
and i’ll feast on her eyes
but i’ll dream about the door
so long, jesus, savior, blind faith worth to tell
it don’t have consolation she’s my

i was born to love her
but she knows that the kingdom waits so high above her
and i run but i race
but it’s not too fast a pace

of cource i’ll not deceive her
i’m not there, i’m gone
it’s all about confusion and i cry for her

Music in the warm sunday evening

July 13th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PhOc0V-ES40

If I was a girl I would probably say something like ’oh make love to me bob dylan’, but since I’m a heterosexual white male I’ll just say ‘damn nigga dis song be dope’.

Bob Dylan - I Want You

The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it’s not that way,
I wasn’t born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin’ from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Now all my fathers, they’ve gone down
True love they’ve been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
‘Cause I don’t think about it.

Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I’m not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there’s nothing she doesn’t see.
She knows where I’d like to be
But it doesn’t matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn’t very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Music in an early hour

June 28th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpLeP7FSsVM

I’m feeling nostalgic tonight.

Ceasars - Over ‘fore it started

The summer is here, but I’m just sitting in my room
I’m sitting wondering if you think of me as I think of you
I’m lost without you, you don’t know what I’m gonna do

When I had you, well I won’t ever realize
Know I blew it, and I’ll never get another chance
Now the summer is here, and you’re with somebody else

Now that you’re gone, I don’t know if I can carry on
Sorry ’bout the things that I’ve done
I know that it was over ‘fore it started

I have got you’re number, but I haven’t got the guts to call
Know it’s up to me, but I just stare at the wall
Know it’s useless, I should just forget it all

When I was with you, I never took you seriously
When you told me you’d had it and that you would leave
I said that well baby, noones better of alone

Now that you’re gone, I don’t know if I can carry on
Sorry ’bout the things that I’ve done
I know that it was over ‘fore it started

The summer is here, but I’m just sitting in my room
I’m Sitting wondering if you think of me as I think of you
I’m lost without you, I don’t know what I’m gonna do

Now that you’re gone, I don’t know if I can carry on
Sorry ’bout the things that I’ve done
I know that it was over ‘fore it started

Now that you’re gone, I don’t know if I can carry on
Sorry ’bout the things that I’ve done
I know that it was over ‘fore it started
Over ‘fore it started
Over ‘fore it started
Over ‘fore it started

Music in a somewhat noonish hour

June 15th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1FHIP4mLxQ

I used to hate this song when it became a hit a couple of years ago, because I thought it was just some one hit wonder shit. Now I love it. Things change I guess.

Peter, Bjorn & John - Young Folks

If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn’t lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn’t matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do

i can tell there’s something goin’ on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i’m still with you

it doesn’t matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you

and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you

Music in late hours pt. 12

May 29th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgB6QPU273Q

Why? Why not?

 Sebastien Tellier - L’amore et la violance

Dis-moi ce que tu penses
De ma vie
De mon adolescence

Dis-moi ce que tu penses
Moi j’aime aussi
L’amour et la violence

Music in late hours pt. 11

May 6th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23PkA3G6NL8

My new favorite band right now.

The Last Shadow Puppets - My Mistakes Where Made For You

About as subtle as an earthquake, I know
My mistakes were made for you

And in the back room of a bad dream, she came
And whisked me away, enthused

And it’s solid as a rock rolling down a hill
The fact is that it probably will hit something
On the hazardous terrain

And were just following the flock, round
And the inbetween, before we smash to smithereens
Like they were, and we scrambled from the grain
And its the fame that put words in her mouth
She couldnt help, but spit em out
Innocence and arrogance intwined
In the filthiest of minds

She’s was bitten on her birthday, and now
A face in the crowd, shes not
And i suspect that now, forever the shape
She came to escape, its forgot
And it’s alot to ask and not to sting1
Give her less than everything
Around your crooked conscious she will wind

Cos were just following the flock round
And the in-between
Before we smash to smithereens
Like they were, and we scramble from the grain
And it’s the fame that put words in her mouth
She couldnt help, but spit em out
Around your crooked conscious she will wind
And it’s alot to ask and not to sting
Giver her less than everything
Innocence and arrogance intwined

Music in late hours pt. 10

April 20th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jFjKALF454g

I’m talking to someone, it’s 3:30 am in the morning.

Mew - 156

From my boat I can see your house.
And when the lights are on
I can watch you move.
Hear the wind whispering your name.
Twice the encouragement
Of the real you.

Callie, if you really want me to
I can always get you down
If you got the money for me.
Callie, in the summer rain
You will be kept dry, you see,
If you got the money for me.
Making amends for distant wrong
Sincere

You can run away,
Leave your books behind you.
But you should look back twice,
just to be on the safe side.

From my boat I can see your house.
But now the lights are off,
And there is no one home.
You are just like an avalanche,
Cold as I might have guessed.
But at least I’m covered up for now.

In a big big way
I am really small,
I get off my feet
but I’m still distant.
Don’t you just love goodbyes?
Don’t you just love goodbyes?

Callie, let us get it over it,
I can always get you down,
If you’ve got the money for me.
Most of our lives we try so hard,
to find the time

I won’t care for you,
like I’m really supposed to.
There are things I’ll do
that could really hurt you.
Don’t you just love goodbyes?
Don’t you just love goodbyes?
156. Don’t you just love goodbyes?
156 Don’t you just love goodbyes?
156 Don’t you just love goodbyes?
156 Don’t you just love goodbyes?
156 Don’t you just love goodbyes?
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Music in late hours pt. 9

April 9th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sei-eEjy4g

Is M.I.A the shit? I really think so, because when I listen to this song, I just want to fucking bounce.

[x2]
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make ‘em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
[x2]
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I’m clocking that game
Everyone’s a winner now we’re making that fame
Bonafide hustler making my name

[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money

[x2]
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bongs
Running when we hit ‘em
Lethal poison through their system

[x2]
No one on the corner has swag like us
Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going hell just pumping that gas

[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money

M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business

Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go

Music in late hours pt. 8

April 5th, 2008 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwYUqgZVlrs&feature=related

Did I mention that I love french music? Well, in case you didn’t know, I do. This is Les Cowboys Fringants, a band from Québec in Canada.

Les Cowboys Fringants - En Berne

Chu n “dins” annes soixante-dix
Dans un Qubec en plein changement
O l’emblme de la fleur de lys
Donnait un peu d’espoir aux gens
Mais quand je r’garde ca aujourd’hui
Chu donc pas fier de ma patrie
A dort au gaz dins bungalows
Le cul assis su’l statut quo
En s’gavant de tlromans
Et des talks-shows les plus stupides
Se laissant mourir su’l divan
Avec leur petit air candide
Dans ce royaume de la poutine
On s’complait dans’ mdocrit
Bien satisfaits de notre routine
Et du bonheur pr-fabriqu
“Prendrais-tu un p’tit gratteux?”
Me dit l’caissier au dpanneur
“Enweye le gros, sors ton p’tit deux
Tre millionnaire c’est le bonheur”
Y’s’met rever le samedi
Qu’y va p’t'etre quitter son taudis
Espre toujours maudit moron
T’as une chance sur quatorze millions
Dans l’stationnement du casino
Un gars s’tire une balle dans la tete
Ayant tout “flob” son magot
Y’avait pu trop l’coeur la fete
Mais l’gouvernement s’en balance
Y’s’nourrit meme les gamblers
En exploitant leur dpendance
Un peu comme le f’rait un pusher
Si c’est ca l’Qubec moderne
Ben moi j’mets mon drapeau en berne
Et j’emmerde tous les bouffons qui nous gouvernent!
Si tu reves d’avoir un pays
Ben moi j’te dis qu’t'es mal parti
T’as ben plus de chances de gagner ‘ loterie…
On a t pendant des annes
Un petit peuple de yes-man
Qui marchait les fesses serres
Quand arrivait le foreman
Aujourd’hui ca’ un peu chang
Les gars sont tous syndiqus
A jase trois-quatre autour d’une pelle
En r’gardant le plus jeune faire du zle
Mais faudrait pas s’rjouir trop vite
On est encore des porteurs d’eau
la solde des gens de l’lite
Et des pleins d’marde en tuxedo
Quand l’boss d’une grosse corporation
Ferme son usine en Gaspsie
Te d’mandera pas ton opinion
Y’ va t’slaquer sans t’dire merci!
Un robineux quete dans la rue
Au pied d’un grand building en verre
Y va passer inapercu
la sortie des actionnaires
C’qui compte pour eux c’est les revenus
Et non les problmes de la terre
“C’pas d’ma faute si t’es un trou d’cul
Moi l’important c’est que j’prospre”
Et l’premier-ministre fait semblant
Qui s’en fait pour les pauvres gens
Alors qu’on sait qu’y est au service
Des fortuns et d’leurs business
L’environnement, la pauvret
‘pas des sujets prioritaires
On n’entend pas beaucoup parler
Derrire les portes des ministres
Si c’est ca l’Qubec moderne
Ben moi j’mets mon drapeau en berne
Et j’emmerde tous les bouffons qui nous gouvernent!
Si t’es content de ce pays
Ben ca mon homme c’est ton avis
Tu dois etre le PDG d’une compagnie
Quand on apprend que dans le nord
Y’s’passe de quoi d’pas catholique
Que nos forets sont mises mort
A jase dans l’opinion publique
Deux s’maines et ca sombre dans l’oubli
L’histoire est morte et enterre
Et dans le parc d’la Vrendrye
Ils continuent tout raser
C’est ca l’problme de ma patrie
Y’a pas personne pour s’indigner
Contre la fausse dmocratie
Qui sert les riches et les banquiers
Dans cette contre peuple d’ignares
‘Faut pas trop s’rappeler d’son histoire
Ici y’a juste les plaques de char
Qu’y ont encore un ti-peu d’mmoire…
Si c’est ca l’Qubec moderne
Ben moi j’mets mon drapeau en berne
Et j’emmerde tous les bouffons qui nous gouvernent!
Si c’est ca qu’t'appelles une nation!
Probable que tu sois assez con
T’es mr pour te prsenter aux lections…
Si c’est ca l’Qubec moderne
Ben moi j’mets mon drapeau en berne
Si c’est ca l’Qubec moderne
Ben moi j’mets mon drapeau en berne