Waltari Rhytm Is A Cancer
First verse:(wordsworth) Someday U say, U hate music Someday U say, Y love it. Like on guy i saw. He didn't stand this noisy thing at all. He just wanted to listen to Whitney Houston all the time And I said to him: Hey c'mon, U lose your energy. Why don't U wanna try something different, instead of that entertaining muzak, blow your ears sometime. It helps U a lot. It opens your mind, to a new dimension. U'll find a new side in U. And above all, your ears are constantly receiving noise anyway, all the time. U'll never stay in silence, anyway. If U want some noise, let's make real one, and when U want some silence, U can enjoy it by listening to an empty cassette, for starters. Music exits for totally different moods, and after all, it's all the same CHORUS: HC vispila! HC vispila! HC vispila! Tahdomme LIHAA! Second verse: Once I started to talk to you, don't wanna stop at all. Now I'm sitting in a van, on the backseat, riding this bullshit. Coming back from the First Official European Tour. There's Stockholm, outside the window, old buildigs, King's Court, nice place! My head is on a melody hill, but my feet are constantly waiting to continue further. Okay, that's it. Next verse I'm gonna sing, is going to be written somewhere else, in a totally different mood, in a totally different atmosphere. CHORUS Third verse: A man with a .38 in his hand what does he look a like? A man in suit and a tight tie ora hippie- looking junkie? Shock the monkey, no, shot the monkey. I feel I have to fill this page with a nonsense-kind of fow, 'cause my mind is so f..cking stupid. It can't give anykinda sign of anykinda creativeness. I'm just lying, like cows on a field. Now I stop. This is bullshit, no cowshit. Yes, I'll turn into chorus. But please, don't forget me... CHORUS
