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kello 10:18

kohta syömään ja berberoisii ruokalassa

7. After The Storm

By morning, it had blown over
We venture out to see, what remains
It had been creeping, closer and closer
but so far we dodged it, time and time again

I used to try just to live my life, the simple lie
I was afraid, to own up to the truth
We're not like you, we will never be contempt with what we're given
We will pursue this to the end
Left no trail of crumbs behind

Friends that i had have since become strangers
After the storm it was perfectly clear
Ones that i loved warned me of danger
but by now theres no place for fear

I used to try just to live my life, the simple lie
I was afraid, to own up to the truth
We're not like you, we will never be contempt with what we're given
We will pursue this to the end
Left no trail of crumbs behind

We're not like you, we will never be contempt with what we're given
We will pursue this to the end

I used to try just to live my life the simple lie
I was afraid to own up to the truth
We're not like you, we will never be contempt with what we're given
We will pursue this to the end
Left no trail of crumbs behind

I used to try just to live my life the simple lie
I was afraid to own up to the truth
We're not like you we will never be contempt with what we're given
We will pursue this to the end
Left no trail of crumbs behind

työtön taas viiko jälkeen

vois kirjottaa siitä että ei kirjota kirjottamisesta vaan kirjottaa kirjaimilla

5.6 tuuri

17.7 jyväskylä/lievestuore

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XCGQiGEYl4Y&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LU55Flooj3Y&feature=fvw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiESgYr35gA&feature=channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ThIzo5FInn0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEwNrjvNiYs&feature=channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m99ybtk4QNs
ristus että ihmisillä voi olla joskus tylsää mutta ihan jees silti ku ei oo sitä tavallista perus öri öriä

En voinut ajaa ylinopeutta,koska kuuntelin gospelia. =)=)(=(

9. Kirki

[Music: Jonne Järvelä; Lyrics: Virva Holtiton]

Öitsilöissä, karkeilossa,
Karkeilossa mielesissä,
Juhlasissa köyrysissä
Nyt miehyt olla tahon.

Jalka tahtoo tanssahella,
Toine vähä vähtäskellä,
Kolmas kovin koukkaella,
Mie nyt miehyt valmis!

Kun on nännät näppysissä,
Kyrvän kuuman nivuksessa,
Nouse liekki riehuman!
Kohoa kirki kiimalle!

Naikkoseni, verevämi
Eukkoni miun valittuin'.
Lie'on lämmön sulattavi,
Lemmen, kiihkon liekuttavi,
Kuuma on yöhyt, kesä lämmin,
Kirki kuumempi sitäki,
Nouse liekki riehumahan!
Kohoa kirki kiimalle!

[English translation:]

In the nightly parties
In the dirty dances
In the intense festivities
I want to be a man!

A leg wants to dance
Second wants to move
Third one wants to push
I am ready to be a man!

Nipples, fingers,
Hot phallus, raging fire!
Raise your horny head!

My woman, fertile one
My wife, chosen one
Calms my heat, sets my lust
Night is hot, summer's warm
Lust is hotter, the rising lust
Raise your horny head!

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