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May 19th, 2003 Writing a lyric. For I promised to on the one hand, and on the other hand I've recently become the singer of, besides Yoghurt, a new Haarlem band, nameless for now. For that band, I've written this (polishing yet to follow): Fish dishes Tell me something here - was this your idea or did someone tell you to do this to me? Tell me something now - is there logic here or is this the twisted way you'll forever be? It's not all fair weather babe, storms may rage at sea Evil comes to all of us, and so it will to you and me We could stand together once, now we'll go alone I'll no longer be that voice you trust, on the phone Chorus: Life is guns and roses Any road has stones Bad can be in all good poses - Fish dishes may contain small bones You're so shallow, so naive, automatic moans Nothing's real about your sex Falsehood fills your googleplex But fish dishes may contain small bones You want money, need the shoes, so you take the loans Then the interest rates go tits up All society just splits up - Fish dishes may contain small bones Chorus: Life is guns and roses Any road has stones Bad can be in all good poses - Fish dishes may contain small bones You hate kings and empires, queens and all surviving thrones You'd prefer democracy But you hate hypocrisy - beware! Fish dishes may contain small bones You want war, but cry when bombs fly And hit the wrong home Well baby, planners ain't drones And fish dishes may contain small bones Chorus: Life is guns and roses Any road has stones Bad can be in all good poses - Fish dishes may contain small bones Bridge: Real love means good and bad For better and for worse Every blessing ever had Counteracts the curse If they ask you, will you? Menace in the undertones: One cough could kill you Fish dishes may contain small bones Chorus: Life is guns and roses Any road has stones Bad can be in all good poses - Fish dishes may contain small bones |
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