better beware
written by riku rousu.
i swear if you let them in
house will be filled with sin
so you better beware
i swear when the lights go dim
you’ll be shadowed by kim
so you better beware…
i dare doubt they’re even men
so no reason to get offended
but you better beware
no prayers they are not a curse
they are even worse
so you better beware
maybe t’was a heavenly scam
to force them to land on earth
‘long angels he sent these damned
like fidel getting rid of the human dirt
they came and ruined the party
broke your house & heart
they even stole the booze
and when you tried to fasten your seat belt
they set it loose
no “hallelujah” – know what it does to ya?
it’ll wash your brain, and when you’re insane
there’s no coming back from there
’cause I’ll swear…
like boogie knights on no man´s land
they set up the engines´ mood
to godless orgy, like no man´s band before
has stuffed you full of evil goods
they came and ruined the party
broke your house and heart
leaving no time to choose
and when you tried to fasten your seat belts
they set it loose
so watch out!
something you ate
written by riku rousu.
standing on the top of the wave
and i don’t even need a board
flying ’round seventh heaven
yet i ain’t even thanking lord
just driven thru the wildest chicane
and i dunno how to accelerate
anyway i’m okay ’cause today
it must be something you ate
sitting with these weirdest people
my friends, that is what they tell
with their hanging ears like bunch of beagles
or am i all by myself?
still these hounds of hell are keeping me calm
i shall cross them the multimates
and anyway i’m okay ’cause today
it must be something you ate
what you ate? ei!
black crow
written by riku rousu.
if you think we’re just clients here
even remember client’s always right
these problems won’t just disappear
they may just be out of your sight
check the bird flies over you
check out the colour, it ain’t white
there’s really matter what you do
but it’s your decision, your own fight
everybody, sit down and fasten your seat belts
it’s surprisingly long way from here to hell
i’m not quite sure what did i find
but in my mind it’s a sign
so when the black crow
carries a dead twig
you see that peace is just a joke
there’s no turning round
almost six feet under
ain’t got much left to dig
so let’s lift up our glasses
we’re going down
you think we’re only visiting
but we’re the owners, baby, you’re the queen
so why we even have to sing
oh mother earth, guess what i’ve seen
far away from home
written by riku rousu.
back home poor man of principle
says he can’t afford
to be a vegetarian
and round here, oh lord
i’m looking at this little kid
begging on the street
starving but still refusing
if you offer any meat
first one’s hypocrisy’s sticking out
like the latter’s bones
you can tell that i am far away from home
outside station with this cripple guy
i’m waiting for my train
ten hours late and they’re adding
one hour once again
i’m the rich and he’s the poor
and i dunno why
he’s rolling me some cigarettes
and offering another chai
and if i’m all by myself
i still don’t feel alone
you might say that i am far away from home
i take my home sickness from the shelf of mind
and throw it away like a stone
to have a moment of my own
far away from home
back home buses are made safe
like one big airbag
and drivers are always nice
like monsoon on a roofless shack
and here these wrecks are hardly
in a one-piece-on-the-wheels
and drivers as their nerves
they both are made of steel
and we’re driving down this mountain road
where yaks’n'yaks still roam
i’m far away from home
sun machine
written by pekka tuomi.
it was back in ’98 or ’99
we were young men on the run
hungry, barely alive
floyd was out of style
but we didn’t mind
we used to pick up the radio
turn the volume right up high
then he came with the sun under his arm
he led us to the gates to his magical farm
he lighted up and we said yeah
he lighted up and we screamed yeah
he lighted up the sun
he fired up the fun
that endless summer when we were 16
we rearranged our steps to match our feet
it feels like those days we never ran out of luck
when we got busted we got right back up
we never said die, we never lied
and let me remind you about the time
it was innocent what we had in mind
he called it the sun machine
got a silver pipe and a fiery eye
he called the sun machine
he lighted up and we said yeah yeah yeah
he lighted up and we screamed yeah yeah yeah
ms. strange
written by pekka tuomi.
goodbye, goodbye to the lonely days
hello ms. strange
what you eat depends on what you need
and i need you
you tickle my mind and my mind gets crippled
i have to get to you
kiss me four times
one for the past and one to last
one for the pain
and one for me to throw away
goodbye, goodbye to the lonely days
hello ms. strange
feet on the ground
written by riku rousu.
things getting big? a bit too explosive?
-keep your feet on the ground
stepping on shit in a bed of roses?
-keep your feet on the ground
like when you’re getting higher and higher
you can’t come down without a consequence
you should know even the very first fire
was ignited using common sense
stocks rising up or dropping down?
-keep your feet on the ground
you keep all this noise when you shouldn’t make a sound
-keep your feet on the ground
life like an ending record
you can always turn it around
yet ’bout the very last chord
make sure you play it with your feet on the ground
some day we’re all really gonna
although you don’t really wanna
i know, at some point we all are going down
so if the hope feels like a dope hit that rope
with your feet on the ground
you’ve got a gun, and skills to use it
-keep your feet on the ground
it didn’t choose you but you did choose it
-keep your feet on the ground
you thought you´d get some fame
by forcing other people in your game?
well it’s already getting lame
and when the next one comes it´ll be all the same
some people
written by riku rousu.
some people listen to the audio books
they say they do it for saving time
some people don’t recognize real crooks
from a beggar asking for a dime
some people can’t hear or see
and some have lost both of their legs
while others got everything alright
still they live their lives like total wrecks
some people think everything will set up
if you just stop looking around
they say if you just keep your head up,
close your ears ‘n don’t make a sound
then everything will settle down
some people sit and form their views
by anything that comes from the tube
with round eyes they get amazed by the news
and then go back to their life-lasting loop
some people travel all around world
calling road their real home
talking loud and walking proud
they act like kings where ever they roam
getting bald
written by riku rousu.
hey you! sweat poppin’ thru the powder on your face
and you! who’s wrinkles drive you into o mental case
yeah you! doc tied your skin too tight around your neck?
boohoo! outside is fixed, just the inside’s a wreck
respect the aging
don’t try to fight it
no glory in getting bald
if you’re trying to hide it
it’s me! i fell in love with the cuban style
yeah me! ragged houses and natural smiles
i see a lot of things, not only fun and games
weehee! at least they’ve got real problems to name,
not only someone to blame
once upon a time you were the famous face
now you’re everywhere but out of place
and say: “man I’m not even part of this human race!”
so did god create man
in his own spitting image?
the father, the son
and the holy….. shit?
slowpoke
written by riku rousu.
try to keep it green
the place is not the way it seems
they made it this way & it’s not okay
so time to plant the seed
it’s the colour of love of life
it’s the colour of peace
and it’s growing up everywhere
no matter how they tease
so roll another, sister
roll another, bro
just another from our mother
before it’s time to go
‘know too much is too much
but I haven’t had enough
so just a little to get me on the road
idiot, slow down,
or do we have to tie your feet
lay down, concentrate on life itself
and we’ll help your lungs to breath
so roll another, sister
roll another, bro
just another from our mother
before it’s time to go
i know too much is too much
but I haven’t had enough
so just a little, slow poke,
to get me on the road
question for the major
is how we deal with nature
’cause all we get from her is a gift
we’re on our way up there, she’s giving a lift
question for the major
is how we deal with nature
’cause all we get from her is a gift
we’re on our way up there & she’s giving
one hell of a lift, yeah
…i know too much is way too much
and i thought i’d leave with style
so if your gonna roll one more
i think i’ll rest here for a while
