We were believers
Before just the damn day that
GOD died
We were shear believers

understand it
They asked us
we won't
we just answered
and we resumed our way

"Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die"

The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light.
Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams
in his post-war-babe gloom.

Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.

He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville.
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
and prays that he always will.
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
all of his mates are doing time:
married with three kids up by the ring road
sold their souls straight down the line.
And some of them own little sports cars
and meet at the tennis club do's.
For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.

Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die.

So the old Rocker gets out his bike
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner
just like it used to be.
And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
and he hits the trunk road doing around 120
with no room left to brake.

And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.

Jethro Tull

I simply was NOT there
I tried to BE
They tried to understand
haphazardly NOTHING happened

thy father lies
my father is dieing too
night was closed
as the darkness was starting
just
on the narrow line
dim peaceful blue dark narrow line
which differs sky from the sea

I did not
understand n'
got it right
are u still?
oh my gott'
Please understand the tragedy
please forgive me but
there is no sentiment in me
crying

There's a place where lovers go
To cry their troubles away
And they call it Lonesome Town
Where the broken hearts stay
[Lonesome town]
You can buy a dream or two,
To last you all through the years
And the only price you pay
Is a heart full of tears
[Full of tears]
Goin' down to lonesome town,
Where the broken hearts stay,
Goin' down to lonesome town
To cry my troubles away.
In the town of broken dreams,
The streets are filled with regret,
Maybe down in lonesome town,
I can learn to forget.
[To forget]
Maybe down in lonesome town,
I can learn to forget,
[Lonesome town]

Nelson Ricky
Lonesome Town

Clashes
Clashes
then some lashes
then
more clashes
and more clashes

I love to lick you
not to pick roses
does it mean that I love more ?

Selected
I was
smiled and gone to my road
The sun was setting

Terrifying
the life was
and denying
I treated
I was there
no land was clear
roses in blossom
suns shining
moonshines
I was there
undeniable
and treated perfectly

The whole world is shit
but it reminds me of your ass
I kiss it
smell it
and lick it
hopelessly

Excuse me sir
sorry to disturb you but
Can I know of
How
did you dare
to call me "sir" ?
How does it feel ?
to be a sir
for now
I just can say
it will feel stupid
to be called sir
but
How does it feel?
to be one?

To understand
To be what we might want to be
We can do nothing
we are doomed to the destiny
I am not even sure that we are we
let me say it as this
I am doomed to my destiny
and not sure about your existance

I tried to tell
But I did not succeed
anybody's life
has its own story

Am I kinky enough for you?
Do you want it more wild ?
OK OK
I have new ideas
very new ideas
nobody shown you such things
I have new ideas

I am not that bad
I am
But be kind enough
to say
I am not

Hello There
Yoo Hoo Hoo
Doo you C Me here ?
I am lost
it is dark here
I was born
had no maps
you can not save me
I know that
nobody can
I am enslaved to what I am
Yoooooooooooooooooo hoo hoo
just let me know
Do you hear me ?

I am not born to know things
I am just born
to ask
and to cry
disappointedly

Say me
Tell me
then
help me die
I will be living
in the words

There is a ticket
to the train we never rid on
There is a ticket
to a movie we nver saw
There is a ticket
won't last long
won't be harmless
and the pain
will be too much
but show me them
show me
I am ready for it now!
I have all the tickets
all the tickets
ready for the pleasure of that pain
give it to me now
show it to me fast
even if it would be the last

The best feature for a predator is the invisibility, In that way nobody understands who predated the earth...

I am standing
I am ready
tell the winds to blow
I am not strong enough for them
but being brave enough
is enough
who cares about the rest ?

There is a question between us
That is your Panties
Solve it please
faster Please
I am not
patient
for the answer

Being a monster is no use
You can not be
As strong As the heroes are
They come and get you
They won't even let you your darling for the last time
you came to get me bastard ?
Do it fast
I am waiting for you in the dark
be sure that it won't be easy
and won't worth the misery's
but ...

I am not that way
But treat me like that

I was a boy
as young as most boys are
I was a man
as strong as the men are
I am dead
as rotten as the deads are

There was a direction
Ending to nowhere
crossing the ways
crossing the says
crossing the woods
Who told me to start it ?
Who said me to run ?
I can not Stop
I Can never SSSSS..TTTT...o..pppppppp

Straight forward
Two blocks away
Keep turning to the Left
till you see nothing
then a tree bumps you
you cant go UP
you can just sit beside it
and for the sun set

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I had very few questions
Nobody answered

There are ways to understand things. One of the Best ways is to forget that there is no way to understand...

Whom Shall I tell my sorrow?
That's realy not important
My sorrows are happy
just being told

When I wanted the meaning of Scent
I used to see Google for that
Now
I will come to you
and I search the answers in your hairs

When you told me
You are wearing panties Red
Red Meant to me things
Else than Red
It smells better now
as the scent of a Red carpet
being slept on for years

Use your fingers
Wire tap me
Deep inside
and get that
Im innocent

Dear W
I don't like missiles
I have seen some in childhood
they are very miserable
specially when they hit to others
than you

Dear W
I don't like wars
I have seen some in childhood
they are very bloody
specially when you are not watching it
by TV

Threre was a narrow imperfection
in your beauty
It is solved now
be Happy
I am gone

She asked for me
as naked and strong
as a drunk asks for the next jar

I am Alone
were and will be
nothin' new
happened to me
I'm not sorry for

2005

There was a man Here
was killed
There was a Rose here
was picked
There was a girl here
but raped
there was a song here
but Taped