Punk in Finland

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Ruukkulaskuri= 1440(laskeminen aloitettu 13.9.2012)

My Enemies rise and look to the skies
They Pray I will never appear
The Light has no meaning
Awake me I'm dreaming
They live in a castle of fear

I summon the demons that live in the wind
As my Chariot strives in the Storm
With the hot blood of Battle
I wait in my saddle
I live and I'll die by the sword


Eli aika perusfiilis.

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Sielun perkeled perivät
Piinan pidkän vievät
Ruumis mullas macava
Madhod sen siellä syövät

Here it comes
Guess for years I have tried to calm
What’s inside me but something’s wrong
I don’t know what to say
To give me away

My dream’s the same
I’m alone on a moving train
Wake up here and I can't complain
And there’s the first mistake
I tried not to make

Next time around that's a habit to break
When I turn 28
Things are gonna be great
At 28

So don’t sit so close
Can’t you see that I’m already yours?
Everyday I’ve been living indoors
Tell them I was brave
Tell yourself the same

Tell everyone that I plan to go straight
When I turn 28
Things are gonna be great
At 28
At 28

They said that I will get used to the change
But I can’t keep my eyes on the page
Shouldn’t be writing these songs at my age

The candles lit
Waiting patient for me to sit
But none of last year’s clothes still fit
And I keep waiting for you to enter the room

I made my wish let me give it to you
When I turn 28
Things are gonna be great
At 28
At 28

Tell everyone that they’ll just have to wait
When I turn 29
Things are gonna be fine
At 29

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Vitriol = Abraxas = Xnoubis = Meithras
Visita = Sun = Heart = Gold
Interiora = Moon = Brow = Silver
Terrae = Mercury = Crown = Mercury
Rectificando = Jupiter = Navel = Tin
Invenies = Mars = Sacral = Iron
Occultum = Venus = Throat = Copper
Lapidem = Saturn = Base = Lead

By the sevenfold process, V.I.T.R.I.O.L reigns
No one can distress its southern point
By the evidence, nature delivered two
No one can disrupt their dual symmetry

Stare towards the heart – stare at the stone
Your eye unveiled – your nucleus
Writhe on the mace – skim on the throne
Your vessel sealed – your inmost light

They are mercurial, active, both close at hand
It is balance of the hidden stone
One must never know more than the other
It is of knowledge: Prima Materia


Saturn follows lead – Abraxas of draught
Eye of Asaru
Seventh is the root – Vitriolistic base
The triad and the position of Stone
Saturn follows lead – Abraxas of draught
Seed of Asaru
Seventh is the root – Vitriolistic base
The formulary of Tria Prima

Heart of bullion – the golden sun
The silver moon with distinct brow
Crown of the crown – thee – Mercury
Jupiter’s tin knifed in navel
Ironed by the rouge, sacral Mars
Throat of Venus glazed with copper

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Ruukkulaskuri= 1440(laskeminen aloitettu 13.9.2012)

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison, running through my veins
Poison
I don't want to break these chains
Poison...

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"Being sober on a bus is, like, totally different than being drunk on a bus."

MÄ PAHA PAHA OON!!!

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone I could save
If they don't put me away
Well, it'll be a miracle

Do you believe you're missin' out
Everything good that's happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through

And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won't know anyone

Well, Jesus Christ, I'm alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
'cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend.

Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die,
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?

Do I divide and fall apart?
'cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
And the ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands

I know you're coming in the night like a thief
But I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique
I know you think that I'm someone you can trust
But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up

So do you think that we could work out a sign
So I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try

I know you're coming for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
We all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
We all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine

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"Fiilaan ja höylään ja rakastan vaan!"

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Ei oo helppoo olla suomalainen
aina pitää tietää kaikesta kaikki
ne ei tajuu että...ne ei tajuu syvimpiä juttuja
elämä on nussimista varten
ei siihen tarvita sartree

nuotiolla on hieno olla
olla taivasalla
otava yllä



(tms.)

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NII!

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http://urbanmanatee.bandcamp.com

GO!

Kids in a fast lane living for today
No rules to abide by and no one to obey
Sex, drugs and fun is their only thought and care
Another swig of brew another overnight affair

House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
Kids of the black hole

Messages and slogans are the primary decor
History's recorded in a clutter on the floor
Inhabitants that searched the grounds for roaches or spare change
Another night of chaos is so easy to arrange

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KOTJ-MF

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nyt tekee mieli kiljua ja sätkiä.

taas heräsin aamulla, kuset oli housuissa
tajusin koht pitäs olla duunissa
olo oli hirvee, ihan vitun järkyttävä
niinku jutkulla auschwitzin uunissa
piti soittaa pomolle ja ottaa sairaslomaa
mut tajusin oon vieläkin kännissä
joten jätin soittamatta, ihan vitun sama
nyt vikat rahat dokaan roskapankissa

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Darra joka päivä

God I wish that I could hide away
And find a wall to bang my brains
I'm living in a fantasy, a nightmare dream... reality
People ride about all day
In metal boxes made away
I wish that they would drop the bomb
And kill these cunts that don't belong

I hate people
I hate the human race
I hate people
I hate your ugly face
I hate people
I hate your fucking mess
I hate people
They hate me

My mother thinks that I am a jerk
Because I hate my bleeding work
Be like your daddy he's sincere
But don't be true... or you'll be queer
I'm working at my 9 to 5
with boring cunts that give me jibe
their talking of the love they give
they never give... they never give

I hate people
I hate the human race
I hate people
I hate your ugly face
I hate people
I hate your fucking mess
I hate people
They hate me

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Ruukkulaskuri= 1440(laskeminen aloitettu 13.9.2012)

Mä soitan kitaraa,
mä soitan miten sattuu.
Mulla on aikaa sitten noussut hattuun.
Kun kuljen kadulla ei kun jalat laahaa
ja nuo tylsänaamat sylkee maahan.

Mä en tiedä oonko hyvän puolella
vai oonko huono paholaisen penikka.
Enkä tiedä oonko hyvän puolella
jos oon nyt sun puolella,
sun puolella.

Soitan kitaraa,
soitan yhtä ääntä,
ja pääsen tuhannen metrin päähän täältä.
Kun sinä tuut, ja sä avaat verhot
ja kysyt: "Mikä sä luulet olevas? Kerro."

Mä en tiedä ootko minun puolella
vai jonkun toisen; ole mitä haluat.
Mutta siitä huolimatta oon nyt toistaiseksi
sun puolella,
sun puolella.

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The morning sun touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy Jordan
In her white suburban bedroom
In a white suburban town,
As she lay there 'neath the covers,
Dreaming of a thousand lovers,
Till the world turned to orange
And the room went spinning 'round.

At the age of 37
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car
With the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there, softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her daddy's easy chair.

Her husband is off to work,
And the kids are off to school,
And there were, oh, so many ways
For her to spend the day:
She could clean the house for hours
Or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady streets,
Screaming all the way!

At the age of 37
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car
With the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there, softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her daddy's easy chair.

The evening sun touched gently on
The eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the roof top, where she climbed
When all the laughter grew too loud.
And she bowed and curtsied to the man
Who reached and offered her his hand,
And he led her down to the long white car
That waited past the crowd.

At the age of 37
She knew she'd found forever,
As she rolled along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair.

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jäljellä on vain kosto.