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Rakas päiväkirja ostin kaupasta ceasarsalaattia ja syön sitä.
Kiitos.

tired of battling
haistakaa yy =(

So you can call the police
I'm sorry 'bout my manners, but you see,
I'm a bit drunk as you can see
I bet you would like to undress me

Something sweet and something strong
Seems like love no longer can turn me on
Like boy need girl and girl need boy
Got a nasty habit called rock'n'roll

Something sweet and something strong
Seems like love no longer can turn me on
Like the girls in suits and those pretty boys
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll

Rawwr! =(

I took a hell of a trip to the recesses of my mind.
started to get confused from what i found,
too many things I had hidden my whole life.
too much sWallowed puke along the way.

Torstaina vois käydä hakee BMTH lipun ku ne tulee myytiin yyh.

Rushing through 30 years, getting older every day
By two, drawing pictures of innocent times
Can you add.. colour.. inside these lines?!

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

Sure, if we change our perspective
I'm certain, I would change today
I'm certain, it will change our ways
Will things fall into place?

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

Take me somewhere
DonÂ’t want to live in a dream one more day

Got a hair cut, took a shower, shaved and
sprayed macho deodorant
Put on your brand-new jogging suit
Which cost a lot to your dad
And you feel so fresh

Daddy promised to borrow his
mersedes benz
You're ready to show yourself
To your friends
Meet 'em and say "hello"
Think "Ain't I a jolly good fellow"
Then you see ugly long haired dirt bags
Which are farting, screaming and
smelling bad
"Are they really that childish, they
make me feel sick"
Tell 'em to leave this modern place
"You're such a big disgrace"
"Don't you play your music here
What's that noice?"
Now you'll
Get stoned!
Get stoned!
Get stoned!
Get stoned, your ears are bleeding
And you have become stone deaf
Get stoned, and get again until the end
'Till you're stone dead
So get stoned again
See your jogging suit ripping apart
Under it there is dirty black jeans
Take another overdose of music
Your hair's growing long and
Your bored mind is getting crasy
(Lead: Roope)
Get stoned!
Get stoned!
Get stoned!
Get stoned, your ears are bleeding
And you have become stone deaf
Get stoned, and get again until the end
'Till you're stone dead
So get stoned again