Poets of the Fall je rocková kapela z Helsinek, kterou v roce 2003 založila dvojice Marko Saaresto a Olli Tukiainen. Jejich debutové album "Signs of Life" se po čtyřech měsících stalo zlaté a téměř okamžitě se vyšplahlo na první příčky finské hitparády.

Píseň: More

Interpret:
Poets Of The Fall
Album:
Revoulution Roulette
Yeah, decency, she done left our home
On her roller-skates
So I guess she’s pretty far gone
Left me with my greed to 
Answer for my own
For how could a deadened sense 
Tell right from wrong


So thanks for nothing 
I ain’t feeling magic
Kinda comic how I got tragic
Mirror, mirror on the wall
What do you give someone who has it all


More, just to be sure I got that I wanted 
So naturally I want more
What I paid for, entertain me, now
All I want is more‚‘cos I like it
Too good to let it go, keep it coming
‘Cos I want more, ‘cos I I’m not sure
What I really wanted
So all I wanted is more


Yeah, modesty her role now overthrown
Packed her Teddy bear 
So as not to go alone
Left me with my pride to 
Live beneath a stone
For how could an amputee 
Ever pick a bone


So tell me something, isn’t this a bit drastic
My smiles are turning to plastic
Mirror, mirror on the wall
What’s the secret for staying doll


More, just to be sure I got that I wanted 
So naturally I want more
What I paid for, entertain me, now
All I want is more‚‘cos I like it
Too good to let it go, keep it coming
‘Cos I want more, ‘cos I I’m not sure
What I really wanted
So all I wanted is more


You know it isn’t particularly funny
Kill joy walks in just
When it’s turning sunny
Kill joy lives like it’s all about the money
It’s all about money
It’s all about the money
It’s all about the money 
It’s all about the money…


More, just to be sure I got that I wanted 
So naturally I want more
What I paid for, entertain me, now
All I want is more‚‘cos I like it
Too good to let it go, keep it coming
‘Cos I want more, ‘cos I I’m not sure
What I really wanted
So all I wanted is more


You know it isn’t particularly funny
Kill joy walks in just
When it’s turning sunny
Kill joy lives like it’s all about the money
It’s all about money
It’s all about the money
It’s all about the money 
It’s all about the money…