Much talk

Much talk, less action. Much talk.
Much talk – a fraction of promises kept.


Talk less do more
that is what I’m longing for
you to do.
You have to pay for what you get
or I won’t stay and you’ll regret
the lies you told to make me glad.
The great ideas you never had (is just…)

Much talk, less action. Much talk.
Much talk – a fraction of promises kept.


You know I fear
that I always have to hear
sweet cheap lies.
I’m your future – care for me!
I’m your hope –  be scared of me!
I’m your friend though it depends
on your result in the end.

Sluta tala fint om kärlek

Jag hör ditt rop.
Jag hör ditt skrik på hjälp,
men jag står där jag står.

Jag fattade,
Jag fattade till slut
att jag borde fatta be-

SLUTa tala fint om kärlek.
Kärleken är död.
Rådlösheten gör mig galen.
Jag behöver stöd.

Inget val
är också ett val,
som skadar och för-
GÖR jag fel?
Gör jag fel som tror
att ärlighet är en dygd.

Jag struntar blankt i idealen
när fruktan tär min kropp.
För olyckskorpar kom och stal den,
lyckan som vi fått.

Jag hör ditt rop.
Jag hör ditt skrik på hjälp,
men jag står där jag står,
men jag förstår dig så väl.

You can be anything

Oj vilken dunderhit detta skulle bli. Supermaffig kör i refrängen, men versen tappade bort sig. När jag under 2023 förberedde mig för att sälja gammal hårdvara hittade jag refrängen, stämde den och lägger ut den här.

You can not be sure of anything
You can be anything


Slam your head in the wall
Scream out in pain
You are drowning in the slough of despondency
It’s a crowded place
Live you life without any expectations.
See the light in the darkest hole.
Search for truth in God’s creation.
Explore the pleasures of your body and soul.

If you would be assured
that you can not find
someone struck by sorrows worse than yours
Be relieved by the fact
and act!
Every change is a change for the better.
You’ll never learn if you never try
And if you’re (already) wet, you can’t get wetter
And if you fall it won’t be high.

Mysmusik

Episk musik i fyra satser

  • Leavin’ – gone
  • Hunting pterodactyls in the wastelands
  • Inside reality
  • Lost

Jag vill inte stanna kvar, jag vill inte se det här.

You are lost in the wastelands of your mind,
but if you open your eyes,
there’s a new world awaiting you.
If you open your ears
you’ll hear the heavenly music
of life.

Impossible mission

Commodore 64 hade varit ute i nästan ett decennium när denna låt skapades. Innehåller tuffa samplingar från spelet med låtens namn.

Stay a while – stay forever!
Welcome to my humble home, said a friendly man on the screen.
I turned around and ran into a robot and his laser beam.
Ten minutes, later I wake up, realising, still unstable
that I was fried as an invitation to be on their barbecue table.
I’m not able
to disable them.
Would you please increase my chances?

There are things to find, there are clues to solve
and evil forces stand behind.
It’s a hopeless task, my suspiscion.
I’m entrapped in an impossible mission.

Destroy him my robots!

Without any noteworthy progress, I’ve been stuck in this room for days.
My eyes are square, my skin unfresh, like a hopeless hippie in hyperspace.
I’m entrapped in a dangerous game that have the ability to tether.
I cried for help, but no-one came – my hand and the joystick had grown together.
I will never
be whatever I
was before my score was broken.

Running out of time, running into a hole in the ground.

You are not safe

En låt tillägnad tåg som går före utsatt tid. Sång av Snusan. Finns med på Geigersounds vol.1 i poppig version. Ovanstående industripopversion från Extended Accidents.

You are not safe, developing machineries
and missing opportunities
Things will happen anyway


The stories that you told
You even said you cared
I consider going insane
You left me in the cold
evening of despair
A typical reaction of a train

You are not safe
since you don’t react
when you make a mistake
You think you won’t get hurt on the rails
Your doom is soon a fact
if you don’t awake
and see that the human factor sometimes fails

Run

Snusan sjunger. Pop-version finns med på samlings-CD:n Interko. Ovanstående version från Extended Accidents.

Run – You’ll never get a second chance
Run – you can’t hide away


Open up your sleepless eyes
notice your imprisonment
Breakout of your cold trammels of conformity

The daggers of hypocrisy
takes their toll on liberty
There’s just one way out this trap, take my advice – Run

Every little move you make
every little word you say
will be dissected to complete distortion

Desert dreams

En hymn till en kall öl i öknen. Snusan sjunger. Finns med på samlings-CD:n Interko. Ovan finns den stökigare versionen från Extended Accidents.

I want to take you in my hand and follow you.
You’re so cold and wet.
I’ve got a burning desire to swallow you.
I want to taste your juice – it’s the pearling dream of the desert.


Long time has
elapsed since I saw you.
In your prison of glass
you wait in silence
to rescue me.

Don’t hide, ride with me
see my inside.
Your an easier way to be together
I’ve got thirst.

A love affair I want
to have with you.
A perfect pair.

Embodied

Innehåller samplad elbas, omarrangerad från Pflicht.

Take a walk in your perfect world,
see the suns, feel the wind in your hair.
You have designed it yourself,
but is it safe?

Enter your password, get connected.
Try to find out if everything’s there,
but look behind you – you’re not alone.
Look behind you!

Your worst nightmares, embodied, are haunting you.
In a virtual reality, your dreams come true.


Someone has broken into your world
and implanted surprises for you.
Very unpleasant thing.
Surprise!

Didn’t your mother tell you about security?
There’s a lot of trouble awaiting you, you haven’t been careful.