Don't Get Caught

Dr. Inni

One o’clock day or night, sun is bright

Your little brother kept us up all night

We had it all so we wanted more

We hadn’t slept, went to the liquor store

 

What do I above all desire?

What am I thinking dancing on a wire?

Are any fucks worth giving?

Some call it problems, I call it living

 

Risky, but no russian roulette

Feeling lucky, I bet

Gambling, I go all in every time

If you don’t get caught it’s not a crime

 

Don’t know if I need a doctor or a lawyer

Phone rings, wake up, it’s my employer

He says: Don’t bother showing up tomorrow

Took it on the chin with a grin and I said to him, “A life off brings me no sorrow!”

 

Risky, but no Russian roulette

Feeling lucky, I bet

Gambling, I go all in every time

If you don’t get caught it’s not a crime

 

I’ve got four aces, high or low?

They’re bright in the light at the bar, see'em glow

Trip and fall, brake my skull

At least my life wasn’t dull

 

Risky, but no russian roulette

Feeling lucky, I bet

Gambling, I go all in every time

If you don’t get caught it’s not a crime

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Vor

Vatn rennur hulið klaka

Með hverju fótataki heyri blautan snjóin braka

Lít björtum augum á betri tíð

Eftir miðnætursólinni bíð

 

Snart nær sól inn í huga

Myrkrið mun hann ei lengur buga

Af árstíðum er vorið sú sem ég elska mest

ég græt ekki það þótt hækkandi sólin hafi sest

 

Vorið kemur, það kemur enn á ný

Í vetur hefði ég ekki trúað því

Vetur gefst upp, biður um vopnahlé

Set upp sólbirtugleraugu, ég sé

 

Hægt en stöðugt gróður grænkar

drungastundum smám saman fækkar

Vakna úr dvala fer úr hýði

forviða yfir að mér yfirhöfuð líði

 

Vorið kemur, það kemur enn á ný

Í vetur hefði ég ekki trúað því

Vetur gefst upp, biður um vopnahlé

Set upp sólbirtugleraugu, ég sé

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Aðskot í hausinn

Dr. Inni

Dagar líða hægt, vikur hratt

Annars hugar hef æskuna kvatt

Lífshlaup dauðinn læðist

Sprettar, ég mæðist

 

Renn niður hála brekkuna

Eitt feilspor, fer í götuna

Sparkar í mig liggjandi

Á kviksyndi er ég byggjandi

 

Andskotans aðskotahlutur

stari í hyldýpið niðurlútur

Störukeppni

Með smá heppni

lítur það undan fyrst

áður en í huga mínum hefur fryst

 

Þér að segja

Þarf að þegja

Reynir að rétta hjálparhönd

Ég er grafinn í fönn

 

Flý frá fælni

fyrir rælni

Hrekk og stekk

Slepp með skrekk

 

Andskotans aðskotahlutur

stari í hyldýpið niðurlútur

Störukeppni

Með smá heppni

lítur það undan fyrst

áður en í huga mínum hefur fryst

 

Svarthol, svarthol

Vitstol, vitstol

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The Virus Song

I was supposed to be far away by now

Stuck here, but I know one day I’ll go somehow

Planes will fly, ships will sail again

But what will we have gone through by then?

 

Some are dying, more are crying

I hope you’ll make it through

I wonder if, the future fits

the past’s shoes

 

I ain’t much for hugs and kisses

But you’d be surprised by what one misses

You always crave what you can’t get

If only we knew last time that we met

I hope I’ll see you all again before the fall

One thing you should know, I miss you all

 

I’ve had tendencies to isolate before

Now those tendencies have become a chore

The silence screams louder every day

So numb, have nothing to say

 

Some are dying, more are crying

I hope you’ll make it through

I wonder if, the future fits

the past’s shoes

 

I ain’t much for hugs and kisses

But you’d be surprised by what one misses

You always crave what you can’t get

If only we knew last time that we met

I hope I’ll see you all again before the fall

One thing you should know, I miss you all

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Train Wreck

Do the right thing out of fear

Feel the end is near

Won’t jeopardise the dream

derailed it may seem

Used to be someone else

now that he’s gone

I’m the one I swore never to become

 

A train wreck in a land with no trains

Stillborn wanderlust in my veins

The dream of a second start

get’s crushed with every beat of my heart

Look in the rear-view mirror

See all the things I’ve done

I’m the one I swore never to become

 

Don’t recognise my reflection

give it an inspection

There stands some kind of a man

some kind of an android with a pointless plan

waiting for nothing

when all is said and done

I don’t know what I’ve become