Micke From Sweeden, This Aint The End 2007

THIS AIN'T THE END

Call your undertaker
Tell ´em to bring the ashes in
Forgot all my pickup lines again
now it looks like a funeral at home

The chilly chilly wind shakes it´s ass
I took off my shades and squinted
You hear a line, like in a movie
Tell me: Are you talking to me?

This ain´t the end my friend
it´s just a storm passing by
This ain´t the end just ship me
on that boat downtown

Back to the other side of this city
where the coluds are all white
And the girls are pretty
and taste like wine

She came in with a porcelain smile
Eyes resting on my flat top pizza box
Stainless steal, extra large
Primo´s special with anchovies

A gentle shake, a rattling sound
pieces of bones them breaking
She had tattoos on her knuckles
that spelled it out: LADY DEATH

This ain´t the end…

I like swingbands, she loves jitterbug
We go and sweat the night away
On the corner, at the bus stop
there´s an old-time country club
Throws your TV-set off the balcony
and says: Really that´s all it was!
Not a lot happens in that movie anyways

This ain´t the end…

Somebody´s got his legs broken
as a car pulled up right in front of us
And somebody´s gotta pay for tat
Blackmarket diesel fuel

BIG BAD WOLF

Who´s that peeping through my window
and who´s that knockin´ at my door
Lurking, all around my backyard
someone´s tryin to get me on the run

Of reasons I have no idea of
You´ve tempted with my patience you
Give it up and get away no
cause I ain´t got time to fool around

Now I´m getting angry can be mean as well
about the situation, here today

Hear me howlin´ oh oh oh
Hear me howlin´ I´m the big bad wolf

I close my eyes and count to seven
and give you time to hide away
You shouldn´t even try to upset me
There´s no limit to what I could do

Now I´m heavy loaded got a gun up my sleeve
I´m gonna shoot, shoot till I get my sleep

Hear me howlin´…

NANCY´S AFTERHOUR

If your shoes are weary walking
and your toes are sore and blue
And your lips are tired of talking
to them strangers passing through

We´ve got hustlers, beggars, small thieves
They all suffer from the need
to have a place where they can hide out
Underneath a dim light

Come and join me here tonight
at Nancy´s afterhour bar
Come and give yourself a new chance
and tomorrow a better start

If your eyes are bored of staring
at the same old wrinkled stars
And your ears have heard each story
The good one´s and the bad

Every kiss feels like the last one
Young lovers are shaggy and old
And faces they remind you
of when luck was on dope

Come and join me…

If this town feels to obsessive

WHERE´S MY PIANO

I gaze through my window
now everything´s broken
And the sign on my diner says closed
I can´t ease the landlord
my piano was taken
Back by some men in black coats

My head´s filled with voices
I can´t stop them from calling me
I´m useless, helplessly in love
And my mind just won´t let go

SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD

I was feeling kind of seasick
stumblin´ out of bed
Someone said I had it coming
I´d be better off dead
I was heading for that corner
blinded by the light
I swear I never saw you coming
until I turned my head

So if you´re gonna shoot me,
shoot me in the head
If you´re gonna shoot me,
I´d be truly blessed
And love don´t you wait,
until you´re sober
Things just won´t get better
I´m standing here together
with memories in my heart
Get yourself together
and shoot me in the head

I don´t remember how we got here
It just doesn´t seem to be right
But now I´m standing on this dead end corner
feeling more had than alive
I´d better come to my senses
it just doesn´t seem to be right
You´re something else you made me feel so fine

PRAISE TO THE LORD

In a far ancient time
when the moon and the stars were all bright
In that calm distant place
we could hide, hide away from the hardship and haze

Seeking trust for the man
buried down by the river in the sand
In the holy of night
we just prayed, prayed for our souls to be saved

Singing praise to the Lord
the almighty above us
Singing praise the Lord in the heaven above
Praise to the Lord cause the trouble so bad
Singing praise, there´s a better place for everyone to be

From our sight up Saints hill
we could see all the pipers march on
Silently was their song
We all waited, waited for the flood to come in

That day I asked you for your love
One last chance while our hearts were still young
And with firmness and delight
we started drifting, drifting away
in the water with no pain

Singing praise to the Lord…

IT MIGHT BE THE DEVIL

Why can´t I be close to you tell me
why are things so bad
And why can´t I be friends with you tell me
why are you so sad

Is it the dagger so bloody, you hold in your hand
whilst still stuck in my chest
And who´s that beside you, I dare not to guess
It might be the Devil, it might be God

Life can be a mystry and life can be a bore
Lies are never good you see cause lies
they dig a hole

Now I am six-feet under, and you´re still struggling
with the showel in your hands
Was it something I said, I dare not to guess
You might be the Devil, you might be God

You might be the Devil, you might be God
You might beat the Devil but you´ll never beat God

UP NORTH

I can hear an old man singing
for the love he never found
Singing lullabyes for children
just to ease his troubled mind

I can still hear the music playing
down by the old canal
Mellow trumpet on that melody
always reminding me

There´s a girl up north, she will never grow old
In my heart she will be forever
If I cross that river I can drown in her arms
On my way, on my way up north

I can hear black demons calling
from a dungeon down below
Strange shadows passing through me
Darkness on it´s way to greet me

I can still hear an old man singing
for the love he never found
Crying softly for the memories
Of all this time gone by

And the girl up north , she will never grow old
In my heart she will be forever
If I reach that ocean if I sink with this song
She´ll be waiting at the bottom for me

And the girl up north…

LOVERS HEARTS

Me and Mary-Ann got lost
The road was black but someone said go further
I was working on a plan for us
hoping that the ends would come together

And a thin small man with a silver crown
he pointed west and said go cross that ocean
There´s a lot of things to see
if you make it safe across the water

Lovers hearts, take a lot for free
Lay down, with the one you need
And someone that might listen
to a story about Mary-Ann and me

Travelling under evening stars
how I wished for this to last forever
But the wind blew hard and the nights were cold
It ended long before we reached the border

And now I´m building up a brand new world
It has no wars it ain´t got stormy weather
The king is dead he is no more
I´ve hung him up for everyone to see
Lovers hearts…

ROSES WILL BLEED

Yesterday was a bad day
everything burnt down
I lit a torch and swung it
everything burnt down
Yesterday was a sad day
I killed the boy in me
Put him in a small box,
I killed the boy in me

And I´ll bury my secrets
in a wide open field
So that no one will know my story
And I´ll bury my dreams
on that same open field
And the roses will bleed before me
The roses will bleed before me

I called upon my saviour,
time was all I had
Give me just some hours
I need to get ahead
I called upon my saviour,
time was running out
Give me just some more lies
I need to set things straight

And I´ll bury my secrets
on a wide open field

NOBODY´S DANCING TANGO

You´re a sweet and slick romancer
Can´t take no for an answer
Burning bridges for you,
hazzling with your attitudes

Maybe I´ve got wild imagination,
you show little appreciation
for working these relations
Just showing teeths for keeps

I see someone all dressed up,
a missbehavin´ fool
Minding about herself
the whole day through
And it´s sad but true
There´s no future here for you
And nobody´s dancing tango tonight

You try to go so smoothly
A trickster dressed to kill
My eyes can see right through you
and your selfseeking ways
A heart can break before you,
you would not waste a kiss
You get your kicks from
ignorance
seems like nothing ever sticks