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Whopaa, symptomfri sen igår, så idag inleddes operation ta bort smittkällor! Nya lakan i sängen, ny tandborste, nya handdukar - i morron ska jag städa badrummet och se till att diska också. Jag ska fan inte bli sjuk igen!
Idag var det kräftskiva på jobbet, men eftersom kräftor är inbrottssäkra och knepiga att käka i största allmänhet körde jag på rostbiff och potatissallad. Funkade lika bra till nubben!
Efter lite lekar och mera nubbande hamnade vi på Huset och det vart en massa studsande på dansgolvet, trots att det inte var schlagerbaren... Fan, man har taskig kondis alltså...
Men vad inbillar man sig egentligen? Gott om vackra töser, men inte fan lyckas man med minsta lilla. Som vanligt!
På vägen hem i regnet (tur att jag fick med mig paraflaxet) kom jag att tänka på en låt av Meat Loaf som passar mer än väl in i sammanhanget...
There's desperation
There's desperation in the air
It leaves a stain on all your clothes and no detergent gets it out
And we're always slipping through the cracks
Then the movie's over, fade to black
Life is a lemon and I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back
What about love?
It's defective! It's always breaking in half
What about sex?
It's defective! It's never built to really last
What about your family?
It's defective! All the batteries are shot
What about your friends?
It's defective! All the parts are out of stock
What about hope?
It's defective! It's corroded and decayed
What about faith?
It's defective! It's tattered and it's frayed
What about you gods?
They're defective! They forgot the warranty
What about your town?
It's defective! It's a dead-end street to me
What about your school?
It's defective! It's a pack of useless lies
What about your work?
It's defective! It's a crock and then you die
What about your childhood?
It's defective! It's dead and buried in the past
What about your future?
It's defective! And you can shove it up your ass
Oh, I want my money back
I want my money back
It's all or nothing
And nothing's all I ever get
Ev'ry time I turn it on, I burn it up and burn it out
It's a never ending attack
Ev'rything's a lie and that's a fact
Life is a lemon and I want my money back
Idag var det kräftskiva på jobbet, men eftersom kräftor är inbrottssäkra och knepiga att käka i största allmänhet körde jag på rostbiff och potatissallad. Funkade lika bra till nubben!
Efter lite lekar och mera nubbande hamnade vi på Huset och det vart en massa studsande på dansgolvet, trots att det inte var schlagerbaren... Fan, man har taskig kondis alltså...
Men vad inbillar man sig egentligen? Gott om vackra töser, men inte fan lyckas man med minsta lilla. Som vanligt!
På vägen hem i regnet (tur att jag fick med mig paraflaxet) kom jag att tänka på en låt av Meat Loaf som passar mer än väl in i sammanhanget...
There's desperation
There's desperation in the air
It leaves a stain on all your clothes and no detergent gets it out
And we're always slipping through the cracks
Then the movie's over, fade to black
Life is a lemon and I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back
What about love?
It's defective! It's always breaking in half
What about sex?
It's defective! It's never built to really last
What about your family?
It's defective! All the batteries are shot
What about your friends?
It's defective! All the parts are out of stock
What about hope?
It's defective! It's corroded and decayed
What about faith?
It's defective! It's tattered and it's frayed
What about you gods?
They're defective! They forgot the warranty
What about your town?
It's defective! It's a dead-end street to me
What about your school?
It's defective! It's a pack of useless lies
What about your work?
It's defective! It's a crock and then you die
What about your childhood?
It's defective! It's dead and buried in the past
What about your future?
It's defective! And you can shove it up your ass
Oh, I want my money back
I want my money back
It's all or nothing
And nothing's all I ever get
Ev'ry time I turn it on, I burn it up and burn it out
It's a never ending attack
Ev'rything's a lie and that's a fact
Life is a lemon and I want my money back
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