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Universal Snowfalke

Should have just
Should have just been like others
Be quiet like others, mouths shut
Quiet about Teemu Selänne 1
But talking brought the bread and took it from the front of me
I don't dare to screw up here
I am the stickman, who will vlog me to the death?2
I touch the screen, search for gut feeling
Reality is tough, my home is sack fluff
 
Kali Yuga, I can't hesitate anymore
Summer recreating, my ass doesn't fit into the seat
The spirit of Hegel, taming the drudge
The black snow falls
The mouth is open, I shut it
There wasn't anything own, I was just imagining
Not my own fingerprint, the unique retina
Dodge, we're cutting a lot to a bunch
Cane bundle, skinhead cross flag
 
I don't see, I don't see
The road to anywhere here
Cut off my head, I can't get away otherwise
My head, my head, full of shit is my head
These eyes, pierce them so that I can't see shit anymore
 
Morning exercises, a hundred trade union moves
I wake up at six, squeezing to the traffic to hurry
Pasi told me to buy Air Maxes
We had team jumpsuits like it would always be penkkarit 3
I am drooling over my neighbor's cattle and wife
You grow straight, I am attention whoring
A moment will be granted, that 15 sec
So that you will turn yourself in and that you can be cleaned out
 
Bullying smaller ones is the only common delight
I shout my own facts 120 kg on me
Freedom of speech, bullshit disease
Jackets open, dummies, it's mass season now
My whole life I have stood on my head
If I had chosen correctly, I'd be a specialist doctor
But I just can't sign this
I amn't for or against this, I just want to detach
 
I don't see, I don't see
The road to anywhere here
Cut off my head, I can't get away otherwise
My head, my head, full of shit is my head
These eyes, pierce them so that I can't see shit anymore
 
The glass is not half full, it's shattered
The water turns into wine, now it's urine
The words shattered to the sayers' teeth
And all snowflakes are identical
 
The glass is not half full, it's shattered
The water turns into wine, now it's urine
The words shattered to the sayers' teeth
And all snowflakes are identical
 
This is the return of the beginning of the end
Long knives and cowardice
Think hard about what you want
-when it comes true afterall
'So I have changed?'
The other mirror to the other one
I am stuck on a bar stool
The Earth rotated to the right
 
Who has the means to say
'No minimum wages!'
50's stone house
Being mad at mom
Oh, so we are now picky
When shitty jobs aren't good enough for us?
We should be kilometers when we are born
But we just owe our lives
 
I don't see, I don't see
The road to anywhere here
Cut off my head, I can't get away otherwise
My head, my head, full of shit is my head
These eyes, pierce them-
...And all snowflakes are identical
 
  • 1. Teemu Selänne
  • 2. Risumies
  • 3. Penkkarit


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01.02.2025

Doctor Faust





Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 


01.02.2025

On board of the Aspasia





You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
 

Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
 

One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
 

Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
 


01.02.2025

Gramophonomaniac





In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 

Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
 

And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
 

As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 


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01.02.2025

At the End of the Park





When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
 

It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
 

Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
 

If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
 

You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
 

(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...