Rhythm Is A Cancer Songtext / Lyric

First verse:(wordsworth)

Someday U say, U hate music

Someday U say, Y love it. Like on

guy i saw. He didn't stand this

noisy thing at all.

He just wanted to listen to

Whitney Houston all the time

And I said to him: Hey c'mon, U

lose your energy. Why

don't U wanna try something

different, instead of that

entertaining muzak, blow your ears

sometime. It helps U a lot. It

opens your mind, to a new

dimension. U'll find a new side in

U. And above all, your ears are

constantly receiving

noise anyway, all the time. U'll

never stay in silence, anyway. If U

want some noise, let's make real

one, and when U

want some silence, U can enjoy it

by listening to an empty cassette,

for starters. Music exits for totally

different

moods, and after all, it's all the same

CHORUS:

HC vispila!

HC vispila!

HC vispila!

Tahdomme LIHAA!

Second verse:

Once I started to talk to you, don't

wanna stop at all. Now I'm sitting

in a van, on the backseat, riding

this bullshit.

Coming back from the First

Official European Tour. There's

Stockholm, outside the window,

old buildigs, King's

Court, nice place! My head is on a

melody hill, but my feet are

constantly waiting to continue

further. Okay, that's it.

Next verse I'm gonna sing, is going

to be written somewhere else, in a

totally different mood, in a totally

different

atmosphere.

CHORUS

Third verse:

A man with a .38 in his hand

what does he look a like? A man in

suit and a tight tie ora hippie-

looking junkie? Shock

the monkey, no, shot the monkey.

I feel I have to fill this page with a

nonsense-kind of fow, 'cause my

mind is so

f**king stupid. It can't give

anykinda sign of anykinda

creativeness. I'm just lying, like

cows on a field. Now I stop.

This is bullshit, no cowshit. Yes,

I'll turn into chorus. But please,

don't forget me...

CHORUS