Helgens bästa
Lätt helgens bästa låt, jag blir liksom pepp.
Solen skiner in i lägenheten, det är varmt, det är ledighet och det vankas fest.
Ibland älskar jag fan livet
//Malinblond - glad
Happiness, hit her like a train on a track.
coming towards her, stuck still no turning back.
she hid around corners and she hid under beds.
she killed it with kisses and from it she fled
with every bubble she sank with a drink
and washed it away down the kitchen sink
The dog days are over, the dog days are done
the horses are coming so you better run
run fast for your mother run fast for your father
run for your children for your sisters and brothers
leave all your love and your loving behind you
can't carry it with you if you want to survive
the dog days are over the dog days are done
can't you hear the horses cuz here they come
And i never wanted anything from you
except for everything you had and what was left after that too
happiness it hit her like a bullet in the back
struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that
The dog days are over the dog days are gone
can you hear the horses cuz here they come
run fast for your mother and fast for your father
run for your children for your sisters and brothers
leave all your love and your longing behind you
can't carry it with you if you want to survive
