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Marilyn
Juice Leskinen

Marilyn Mä tuijottelin silloin vain sinun herkkupoveen ja kuuta ulvoin illoin langenneena loveen (ja mä lauloin) Marilyn, Marilyn, milloin riisut jumpperin? Marilyn, Marilyn, tuon ajan saanko koskaan takaisin? Mä…

73.71 %
Nobody wants to see them
Piia Myyry

…I am not keen on your friends, they have movesd out of homes, of diseace friends, the diseace is lethal, and so are the friends, nobody wants to see them, they have their own hobbies, and games. They are sick, when…

36.58 %
Palkkasoturi (Buffy Sainte-Marie: The Universal Soldier)
Hector
32.98 %
The Foreboding Sense Of Impending Happiness
HIM

…By your heartstrings, I am hanging from a dream Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze Come look at the scars smother a heart Opening up No more Tiptoeing along a strand of your hair suspended between These…

31.04 %
Lumettoman Talven Tarinoita
Leevi And The Leavings
27.44 %
bodies everywhere
piia myyry

Bodies on the strees, bodies which I feel, Bodies to feed, bodies on TVs, more biutterness at home to see. Bodies without the directions, bodies seeking their wifes from clothes shops. Bodies, who want to fullfill their…

27.40 %
The marital obligations
PIIA MYYRY

…I just go to watch tv, when I get bored, to leave the brains,out of the game, to feel something, the yoga session, more like it. There is always time to things, its like kids to feed, but also your body need, attention…

26.73 %
City of New Orleans
The Highwaymen (Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings, Kris Kristofferson, Willie Nelson)

…past houses, farms & fields Passin′ graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I′m your native son! I′m the

25.85 %
Behind The Crimson Door
HIM

…Covered the carcass of time with flowers To send the scent of blame to the grave Set the darkest thoughts on fire And watched the ashes climb to heaven's gates We hide behind the crimson door While the summer is killed…

25.24 %