Interpret:

Waltari

Album:

So Fine

[First verse:(wordsworth)] 
Someday U say, U hate music 
Someday U say, Y love it. Like on 
guy i saw. He didn't stand this 
noisy thing at all. 
He just wanted to listen to 
Whitney Houston all the time 
And I said to him: Hey c'mon, U 
lose your energy. Why 
don't U wanna try something 
different, instead of that 
entertaining muzak, blow your ears 
sometime. It helps U a lot. It 
opens your mind, to a new 
dimension. U'll find a new side in 
U. And above all, your ears are 
constantly receiving 
noise anyway, all the time. U'll 
never stay in silence, anyway. If U 
want some noise, let's make real 
one, and when U 
want some silence, U can enjoy it 
by listening to an empty cassette, 
for starters. Music exits for totally 
different 
moods, and after all, it's all the same 


[CHORUS:] 
HC vispila! 
HC vispila! 
HC vispila! 
Tahdomme LIHAA! 


[Second verse:] 
Once I started to talk to you, don't 
wanna stop at all. Now I'm sitting 
in a van, on the backseat, riding 
this bullshit. 
Coming back from the First 
Official European Tour. There's 
Stockholm, outside the window, 
old buildigs, King's 
Court, nice place! My head is on a 
melody hill, but my feet are 
constantly waiting to continue 
further. Okay, that's it. 
Next verse I'm gonna sing, is going 
to be written somewhere else, in a 
totally different mood, in a totally 
different atmosphere. 


[CHORUS] 


[Third verse:] 
A man with a .38 in his hand 
what does he look a like? A man in 
suit and a tight tie ora hippie- 
looking junkie? Shock 
the monkey, no, shot the monkey. 
I feel I have to fill this page with a 
nonsense-kind of fow, 'cause my 
mind is so 
fucking stupid. It can't give 
anykinda sign of anykinda 
creativeness. I'm just lying, like 
cows on a field. Now I stop. 
This is bullshit, no cowshit. Yes, 
I'll turn into chorus. But please, 
don't forget me... 


[CHORUS]