Human Beings Only
Attitude Problems
I’m not stupid
I’m an idiot
But not for you
I have an attitude problem
But it’s your fault
You’re my rats
This is my sinking boat
And I’m your captain
who you hate
La Fluctation
La fluctation au sexe
La fluctation au travail
La fluctation à la maison
La fluctation à ta vie
La grande fluctation pour toi
et ainsi pour moi
Tu m’as oublié moi
Tu te branles à un W.C.
Qu’est-ce qui s’est passè?
/ This poem is for Hanna S. (Not me) /
Girl
She’s the one who is standing on the line
Coming to be killed
She is the one who is standing in the bus
Always balancing not to fall
Everyone looking at her with angry faces
Now she’s afraid of us and the world
Now she doesn’t know what to do
Now we can do anything we want
She really don’t care
She’s young and shy
and afraid of us and the world
But not too long
Someday she will hates us
Someday she will hates the world
Someday she will want to kill us
Someday she will do something
And she knows that
Someday she will have power enough
to say anything she wants
And we won’t get her back
‘Cos she’s gone forever
She will rebel
Not too long
we’ve been created her
It’s our fault
Not her
We should have done that and this
But we didn’t
She is afraid and she hates the world and us
L’homme
Je suis un homme
Je suis vieux
Ancien déjá ils disent
Mais je vis jusqu‘à ce que je meure
L’idée fixe c’est moi
Je ne pleure pas parce que
Je suis un homme macho
J’ai eu de nombreux des femmes
Je suis un homme
J’ai resenti tout
Maintenant je suis debout ici le toit du monde
Et je vous regarde
C’est le miracle
Make It Manga, Honey
She can be real japanese foxy bitch like Kitsune
If you ask and you’re really nice
But don’t say a bad word to her
And you’re face to face with Asuka
Mixed with devil Naru raised to ten
But if you hurt her feelings
If you reject her love
Be ready to see crying little Shinobu
Cos she has feelings, she’s not Rei
There’s times too when she’s more or less in a mess
Totally Mutsumi and lost her head and water melons
But don’t mix her with Clint or Kaoru
Cos she ain’t ice she ain’t perfect
/ to SeregiA /
Mercy
She’s unique
Never seen another like her
She’s true femme fatale
If she said a word
I’d be down on my knees
She’s not the devil in disguise
More or less she’s the hell
In its most beautiful form
Gods only know the secrets of
My dark haired goddess
/ to Hanna S. /
Old Man
He’s a man who knows everything
He has third eye
His hands are white
He has old blue t-shirt
Big nose
Small man, acts like Napoleon
And yes he knows everything
So he says
About me and you
Our dirty secrets
He knows
/ 16.11.2004 /
The One And Only
She checked every man on planet
Loved them all
They all were the one and only
But never stayed in same place too long
Next was already on the line
She’s looking for the one and only
She’s not stupid
She’s just looking for the one and only love
That true love
Cos she believes in love and everything
And she knows he’s waiting
She won’t take the second best
If she can get the best
And now she thinks
She has found him, the one and only
The man with whom she wants to get old
And she don’t care a fuck what other think
Cos she knows he’s the one
/ 29.9.2004 (to Sanna) /
Pikachu
She looks like Pikachu
She is small
She is an artist
Her feet are in the clouds
And head on the ground
She almost always wears ski cap
When you look her hair
You see she is a blond
Althought of black
She’s insane but sane
She’s more practical
She likes L.P.
She isn’t weird at all
If we think this thing
And like Pikachu she is cute too
/ This one is also owned to Tanja /
S……
Sky is black and empty for you
But there is a moon
But there are stars
Haven’t you noticed
Heart is empty and black for you
But there is blood
But there is flesh
I tell you
You’re too young, far too young
To do that
And I won’t give you the promise
Because there’s no true reason
You think there is
But you are wrong
I tell you
Don’t jump
When the voices in your head are yelling to you
Jump, they yell
But don’t do it
Kill, they yell
But don’t do it
Where is your attitude?
Bring it up!
There’s no reason
La Tante
Tous les types meurent
Et tous sont “absolut underground”
Comme à cette publicité
Hola les cons!
Il a l’air de la vamp et du vampire
Je l’ai vu vivant depuis longtemps
Il dit “je suis sexy, je suis jeune!
Je vivrai éternellement!
Je ne mourrai jamais!
Parce que je suis moi!”
J’exige: “es-tu dieu?”
Il n’est pas dieu
Car il est mort
Threesome Russia
I have mama, I have papa
I had Johnny but my mama took him away
Now I’m all alone
Almost
Well not exactly
I have a roomie, virgin like Mary
Desperately wanting sex
Makes me sick and please
don’t tell about that turkish carpet dealer
Russia Russia Russia
I want sexy fancy Russian surname
And maybe then I will love you
I don’t need a man
But if you’re there I’ll take you
I tell the truth I read the pulp
Do you?
Putin Putin Putin
That ain’t sexy surname at all
I think I won’t take you
And my love has ended
/ to Soile /
Topless
“Mr. I never wear shirt”, they think
Surely every time
Oh that guy no shirt, I know who you mean
Real rock’n‘roll animal
Do we really need another
Not a box office hit on the silver screens
But that’s not what we expect him to be
Underground’s blondie king
Quite wishfully doing sin
Some might say
Probably complete idiot
But that’s what we expect him to be now
Oh I do not know who he is
Naked and genuine
Not artificial and disguised
And that’s why I know who he is
Where I Was Made
This country shape of a girl
Mother nation eyes shut
Innocence is the name
Talks rarely
Carefully chosen arsekissing shit
So patriotic, so proud
Doesn’t even know the meaning of the word independent
Has no clue of realism
Lions were distressed as usual
Every year same thing
Oh dear mother god
I thought lions live in Africa
And Korkeasaari
Europe’s good girl
Goes along others
And radio yells, hell is from Eden to east
And Norwegian asked why
This is the road she’s walking now
Ex-prime said we love you USA
Can we kiss your arse, please
And it wasn’t the first one
She’s the lover with oh so long experience
Laying in Sweden’s bed
And warmed up her feet in lap of Russian Bear
Been in cunning love with Hitler
Without forgeting to bend down in front of Soviet Union
Was a nice little ride
Have we been bit masochists
But now she has found the true love, she says
Changing the rings with European Union
Well I guess one could find worse partner
Number one in many lists
Oh she’s so good
Totally uncorrupted
But then again money isn’t only currency in bribing
This melancholic and quiet nation
Listening Apocalyptica by the lake
Under the white night sky
Communicating with Nokias
Cos the human touch is so terryfying
Have they even heard of us
