Har precis tryckt i mig pannkakor från i måndags. Får se hur magen reagerar på det...
Men de smakade gott i alla fall.
Nu blir det att varva ner en stund innan det återigen är dags för badminton. Är sjukt pepp på att spela idag. Fast det är jag varje gång. Förutom när jag inte är det. Men det är jag aldrig. Eh...
Kan fortfarande inte hitta mina långkalsonger. Vilket betyder att jag måste köpa nya. Crap, de gamla var så sköna.
Har fortfarande inte bestämt mig för vad jag ska göra ikväll. Jag ska ta mig en whiskey när jag kommer hem, sen får man se vad som händer. Är sugen på en krogrunda, men ändå inte...
Jaja, blir nog bra.
Jag brukar säga att jag har tre låtar som jag håller högst, när det kommer till texterna.
För mig är oftast texten viktigare än själva musiken.
Här kommer de tre låtarna...
Bob Dylan - Don't think twice
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right
I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right
The Smiths - There's a light that never goes out
Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
And they're young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and I Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their Home,
and I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care
And in the darkened underpass I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last
(But then a strange fear gripped me and I Just couldn't ask)
Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere,
I don't care I don't care, I don't care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one, da ...Oh,
I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Oh, There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
Bob Dylan - Blowin in the wind
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
