mandag, november 08, 2010

På tors-dag, på tors-dag


Jeg glæder mig så meget til at høre nogle af verdens bedste tekster fra hestens egen mund. Da jeg først hørte denne sang sagde den mig intet, men den har lige så stille listet sig langt under huden på mig, og er uden tvivl med i opløbet når det kommer til dette års absolut smukkeste sange.



Stand up straight at the foot of your love
I lift my shirt up
Stand up straight at the foot of your love
I lift my shirt up

I was carried to Ohio in a swarm of bees
I'll never marry but Ohio don't remember me

Lay my head on the hood of your car
I'll take it too far
Lay my head on the hood of your car
I'll take it too far

I still owe money to the money to the money I owe
I never thought about love when I thought about home
I still owe money to the money to the money I owe
The floors are falling out from everybody I know

I'm on a blood buzz
Yes I am
I'm on a blood buzz
I'm on a blood buzz
God I am
I'm on a blood buzz

I was carried to Ohio in a swarm of bees
I'll never marry but Ohio don't remember me

I still owe money to the money to the money I owe
I never thought about love when I thought about home
I still owe money to the money to the money I owe
The floors are falling out from everybody I know

I'm on a blood buzz
Yes I am
I'm on a blood buzz
I'm on a blood buzz
God I am
I'm on a blood buzz

2 kommentarer:

Hr. Cules sagde ...

Fantastisk sang. Jeg er helt vild med videoen, og den ærlig, kejtede usikkerhed den præges af. Elsker det.

Jonas sagde ...

Jeg er enig i alt. Det tog mig lidt tid at fange den, men nu er jeg nået helt frem!