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Alice Cooper - Billion Dollar Babies
Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel
Grimy as an alley
Loves me like no other lover
Billion dollar baby
Rubber little monster, baby, I adore you
Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby
We go dancing nighty in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands
I got you in the dimestore
No other little girl could everhold you
Any tighter, any tighter than me, bay
Billion dollar baby
Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe
Foaming like a dog that's been infected by the rabies
We go dancing nighty in the attic
While the moon is rising the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands
Million dollar baby
Billion dollar bay
Trillion dollar baby
Zillion dollar baby
Finntroll - Slaget Vid Blodsälv
Nu rör sig skogen själv
Tusen troll går som en
Inget ljud inte en viskan hörs
Krigssvin över älven körs
Snart ska de strida
Yxan mot skyn nu höjs
Panik och rädsla
Nu se kristimän böjs
PÃ¥ trollherrens tryne nu stiga ett grin
Han höjer sin yxa, han piskar sitt svin
Ansikten vrids till ilska andra vrids till skräck
När trollens armé rider fram
I en storm av blod och träck
SÃ¥ faller man efter man
SÃ¥ viner en vind av blod och lem
Mindre dock av dem troll som skyddar sina hem
Som av ett under mötes de
Kung av Jehovas folk, de som be
Och trollherrens yxa sjunker nu
Och av ett mäktig slag kungen huggas itu
[English translation:]
The Battle Of Blodsälv (River Of Blood)
Now the forest is moving
A thousand trolls march as one
Not a sound, not a whisper heard
Beasts of war are taken across the river
Soon they will fight
The axe ready to strike
Panic and fear
Now Christ's men bend
On the Troll Lord's face now a smile
He raises his axe, he drives his beast forward
Expressions turn to anger, others to fear
The army of Trolls push forward
In a storm of blood and feces
Now man after man falls
Now a wind of blood and bodies
Few trolls fall, when they are defending their homes
Like a miracle they met
King of Jehovah's people, they who pray
And the Troll Lord's axe now in one fell swoop
The King severed in half by the mighty blow.