Tilnefning nr. 293 - Hörður

Nothing but flowers - Talking heads[1988]
Kom út á hinni stórgóðu "Naked" árið 1988



Here we stand
Like an Adam and an Eve
Waterfalls
The Garden of Eden
Two fools in love
So beautiful and strong
The birds in the trees
Are smiling upon them
From the age of the dinosaurs
Cars have run on gasoline
Where, where have they gone?
Now, it's nothing but flowers

There was a factory
Now there are mountains and rivers
you got it, you got it

We caught a rattlesnake
Now we got something for dinner
we got it, we got it

There was a shopping mall
Now it's all covered with flowers
you've got it, you've got it

If this is paradise
I wish I had a lawnmower
you've got it, you've got it

Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
With a beautiful highway
This used to be real estate
Now it's only fields and trees
Where, where is the town
Now, it's nothing but flowers
The highways and cars
Were sacrificed for agriculture
I thought that we'd start over
But I guess I was wrong

Once there were parking lots
Now it's a peaceful oasis
you got it, you got it

This was a Pizza Hut
Now it's all covered with daisies
you got it, you got it

I miss the honky tonks,
Dairy Queens, and 7-Elevens
you got it, you got it

And as things fell apart
Nobody paid much attention
you got it, you got it

I dream of cherry pies,
Candy bars, and chocolate chip cookies
you got it, you got it

We used to microwave
Now we just eat nuts and berries
you got it, you got it

This was a discount store,
Now it's turned into a cornfield
you got it, you got it

Don't leave me stranded here
I can't get used to this lifestyle

Tilnefning nr. 292 - Kjartan

Waiting For The Worms - Pink Floyd[1980]

Pink Floyd - Waiting For The Worms af The Wall frá 1980



Ooooh you cannot reach me now
Ooooh no matter how we try
Goodbye cruel world it's over
Walk on by

Sitting in a bunker, here behind my wall..
Waiting for the worms to come..worms to come
In perfect isolation, here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come..worms to come

Waiting.. to cut out the deadwood
Waiting.. to clean up the city
Waiting.. to follow the worms
Waiting.. to put on a black shirt
Waiting.. to weed out the weaklings
Waiting.. to smash in their windows
..and kick in their doors
Waiting.. for the final solution
to strengthen the strain
Waiting.. to follow the worms
Waiting.. to turn on the showers
and fire the ovens
Waiting.. for the queers and the coons
and the reds and the Jews
Waiting.. to follow the worms

Would, would you like to see,
would you like to see
Britannia rule again, my friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms.

Would, would you like to send
our coloured cousins home again, my friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms.