Junk Tooth

(Eklundh) You don´t get it, do you? Well, let me explain If this shit continues, it´ll drive me insane There´s no way I can take it, I´m lower than low My fucking pride is killing me but I can´t let it go You see, I don´t know who I am, and neither do I Could you spare me some tears ´cos I forgot how to cry Used to think I was so stable but as I speak I´m peacefully neurotic 28 days a week I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage to defend myself I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage, damage, damage to protect myself… The walls are coming closer where I lay in my bed I really hope this is a joke or I´m better off dead I´m stepping into corridors where I´ve never been I wish there was some anti-dote, some kind of vacine Wonder how I ever let it go this far I see 67 strings on my electric guitar Used to think I was so stable but as I speak I´m peacefully neurotic 28 days a week I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage to defend myself I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage, damage, damage to protect myself… I´m slippin´ and I´m slidin´ trying to find my way home It sure as hell ain´t here, neither in Bangkok nor Rome It used to be my head but now my head is on the run Wonder what my hands are trying to do with this gun?

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) You don´t get it, do you? Well, let me explain If this shit continues, it´ll drive me insane There´s no way I can take it, I´m lower than low My fucking pride is killing me but I can´t let it go You see, I don´t know who I am, and neither do I Could you spare me some tears ´cos I forgot how to cry Used to think I was so stable but as I speak I´m peacefully neurotic 28 days a week I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage to defend myself I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage, damage, damage to protect myself… The walls are coming closer where I lay in my bed I really hope this is a joke or I´m better off dead I´m stepping into corridors where I´ve never been I wish there was some anti-dote, some kind of vacine Wonder how I ever let it go this far I see 67 strings on my electric guitar Used to think I was so stable but as I speak I´m peacefully neurotic 28 days a week I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage to defend myself I´m gonna cause some damage to protect myself Gonna cause some damage, damage, damage to protect myself… I´m slippin´ and I´m slidin´ trying to find my way home It sure as hell ain´t here, neither in Bangkok nor Rome It used to be my head but now my head is on the run Wonder what my hands are trying to do with this gun?

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) Been in this hole far too long I can´t figure out what went wrong Whiskey and blood is all I smell I´m on a holiday in hell Won´t somebody dig me out Need someone to dig me out

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) Bending over for the social whip Polish the facade in my pseudo relationship Did I forget to pay for the gas? Built my entire life on kissing ass Oh Jesus, how the lawn has grown We don´t want any damn refugees here, got problems of our own Our neighbourhood has to be "pure" Would you like to live next door to some walking ordure? Am I being successful enough for you, Dad? Can´t take it anymore… Promise to fullfill the dreams that you´ve had Can´t take it anymore… Busting my ass ´til it´s making me sick Can´t take it anymore… Middle class panic, middle class panic Working like a slave to belong Waxing our new Volvo all weekend long The kids fight about their Baywatch pants And Mrs Middle Class wants new breast implants Be a good Nazi and do as I say Can´t take it anymore… Big Daddy is watching, you can´t get away Can´t take it anymore… Unburden my mind to a local whore Can´t take it anymore… Die of a heart attack at 34 Microwave owens and cabel-tv Can´t take it anymore… Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee Can´t take it anymore… Rikki or Ophra or some sleazy soap? Can´t take it anymore… Cover up my teen ager´s interest in dope Can´t take it anymore… My neighboor is messing around with my wife A delicate little twist… While I´m being fucked by suburban life I solve it with my fist… But, gee, deep inside I love this mess The Bold and Beautiful… And after all, our barbecue-party was a huge success Wallow around in bull…

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) She had her personal things In a plastic bag Her mother´s wedding ring And a poem on a tag She made me jealous When she told me about her past I kept my big mouth shut ´Cos I wanted it to last We watched some stupid film With Keanu Reeves Her shirt was really tight And she fumbled with her sleeves Then something happened Or was it something in my drink? I got real dizzy And she told me not to think Come, come, come Come before you leave Come, come, come Come before you leave She put a record on The neighboors started to complain My blood frooze over It was "Life in the Fast Lane" I couldn´t move But she just didn´t seem to care She laughed and quoted: "I am your worst nightmare" And as I layed there Victim of an Eagles-fan It wouldn´t surprise me If she was head of Ku Klux Klan I remember her mouth say "I am programmed to recieve Baby, you can check out any time you like But won´t you come before you leave..." Come, come, come Come before you leave Come, come, come Come before you leave

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) Describe me in two words? Com-Plex… Furious as a lamb, sensitive as a T-rex I am part Volvo, I am part pornography I am part Ingmar Bergman; a black and white misery I am Pippi Longstocking and fermented Baltic herring smell I am absolute Vodka, I am a Viking straight from hell I am part a minor, part a major chord I am one huge ambivalent smorgasbord But I would never ever let you know who I really am… Unless I get drunk! I don´t wanna argue, I´ll do anything you say I don´t wanna argue, I´ll pay! I´ll pay! Out to lunch? Forgive me, I am Swedish I don´t wanna argue and I don´t want to be rude But I demand the right to go swimming in the nude Out to lunch? Forgive me, I am Swedish I am part Abba, Bjorn Borg and Ace of Base I am part hooligan with a blue and yellow face I make the finest arms, still I´m a sitting duck I´m a two week vacation at the Canary Islands Where I can be a schmuck! But I would never ever let you know who I really am Unless I get drunk! Fuck me, you won´t do what I tell you! Fuck me, you won´t do what I tell you! Fuck me, you won´t do what I tell you! Fuck me, you won´t do what I tell you!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) If there is a point here, son Then I would like to know The way you look just isn´t cool I can not let you go Dressed up in a home made, blood stained Nazi uniform The boy went out and set a cat on fire "This will keep you warm" Ay, ay, ay, ayaoh Now you know Ay, ay, ay, ayaoh Now you know Now he is a senator A mighty, modern drover He kills a cat once in a while When he´s not bending over Ay, ay, ay, ayaoh Now you know Ay, ay, ay, ayaoh Now you know How it hurts It hurst so bad The times he bent But he won´t stop He´ll never stop Until he is President

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) (The lyrics are pure bullocks and have no point whatsoever. There are even some meaningless Swedish words and sentences thrown in here and there. Ia simply didn´t have anything written down except for the chorus which goes like:) "Hey, better be on your way I´m not going"

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) My fingers itch and so does my mind I sit here with my guitar about to write music of some kind The latest weeks of pasta has turned my belly into a balloon And the lack of toilet-paper has made me look like a baboon Maybe I should try to write a Mc Donald´s-kind-of-song Real easy to chew for everybody from Oslo to Hong Kong The bills have to be paid and the dogs have to be fed I dig and I dig for a profitable hookline in my head… But when we think we got it Our million dollar hit We throw the chords around a bit And no one understands it It´s kinda hard to admit Our expected monster hit Has turned into a pile of shit And no one understands it No one understands it…

(Eklundh) I don´t think I like it I don´t wanna see it You tell me it´s safe But you can´t guarantee it I don´t wanna taste it I don´t wanna smell it I don´t wanna buy it I don´t wanna sell it I don´t wanna read it I don´t wanna learn it Borrow me a book And I just won´t return it I don´t wanna kiss it I don´t want to suck it I don´t wanna eat it I don´t wanna fuck it Maybe I´ll just kill it Don´t let me come near it I don´t wanna know it I don´t want to hear it I don´t wanna tie it I don´t want to wear it Sure you want a piece But I don´t want to share it You´re probably an asshole You are probably a jerk You´ll probably harass me When I probably work You´re probably infectious And you probably lie I´ll probably get sick And then I probably die There is nothing left for you ´Cos I just ate it I don´t want to love it I don´t want to hate it I don´t want to swim But I don´t to sink Hey, I don´t want this food I don´t want this drink You´re probably an asshole You are probably a jerk You´ll probably harass me When I probably work You´re probably infectious And you probably lie I´ll probably get sick And then I probably die

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) Not being the slightest aware of the novel Naked Lunch And "The man who taught his asshole to talk" No Joakim didn´t have a hunch But nevertheless, there´s a parallel Even though a quite bizarre one You might want to know what a regular person Would hesitate to call fun Well, if you find yourself at Joakim´s place Standing by the kitchen sink You´re about to pick up a glass from the dishes To have whatever kind of drink And if there´s a flute with a green embouchure Lying there looking innocent Depending on whether you had that drink Should I tell you where that flute went? He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute He´s the man who taught his asshole to play the flute

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) I travel incognito all around Got a special profession, the world is my playground So what do you for a living? I can hear you ask Well, I just couldn´t tell you, it´s a secret task So, it doesn´t matter what you do or say No, it doesn´t matter, got to go away Hate to disappoint you, but I just can´t stay So, it doesn´t matter what you do or say Don´t wanna get too personal, it´s just not my style Have to be on the edge and always be mobile But I admit I have prediliction for skyscrapers And in my rare leisure hours I collect newpapers But, it doesn´t matter what you do or say No, it doesn´t matter, got to go away Hate to disappoint you, but I just can´t stay So, it doesn´t matter what you do or say You don´t have to worry, I´ll always be no one to you Somebody stole my blanket and my papers too I´ve got a steady pnemonia and an infected eye Spend my days watching you driving by So, it doesn´t matter what you do or say No, it doesn´t matter, got to go away Hate to disappoint you, but I just can´t stay So, it doesn´t matter what you do or say

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

(Eklundh) I dyed my hair all black today At my hair-dresser who's slightly gay My black friend Niels dyed his hair white And now they call us the walking chess-board Me and Niels know all about fame V.I.P is my middle name I snap my fingers and voila The party's on, the boredom's cured Hey, my name is Happening Henry Hey, Happening Henry You're looking kinda lost, baby Well, I suggest you bet on me I'll take you to Nirvana I'm a rare specimen and I'm hetero Still, the night club life I live You have to think progressive Being straight ain't hip no more I got to find someone to blow Hey, my name is Happening Henry Hey, Happening Henry My mouth feels like an ashtray Darn, darn, darn, it's Monday And I'm exceptionally late for work But there's a person lying next to me I wonder, did we have a ball? I remember exactly nothing at all But it must have been extravagant 'Cos I blew my next month's salary Niels, what you're doing in my bed? Niels, what you're doing in my bed? Niels, what you're doing in my bed? Niels, what you're doing in my bed?

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025