Medan Slätafly börjar svetta bort annalkande chipsmagar och jag sitter i Fritzl's källare tillsammans med 50 panikpluggande galningar, med tankar som växelvis berör ett par blåa ögon, den nya hallen och Ben & Jerry Chocolate Fudge Brownie när det egentligen borde vara ortogonala baser i rummet, determinanter av n:te ordningen och Sarrus regel, kan ni, kära läsare, njuta av att det strax är helg och inte långt kvar till semestern. Givetvis längtar ni likaväl som jag efter innebandyn men nu är det fan sommar, innebandyn ligger på is ett litet tag till innan träningsmatcherna drar igång. Den vita plastbollen får helt enkelt hålla sig på behörigt avstånd från oss vanliga dödliga för sedan när säsongen drar igång är det klippt. Njut av ledigheten.
Här kommer världens bästa låt:
Sometimes I feel like I'm falling.
Fall back again, fall back again,
Fall back again, fall back again
Oh, life it seems a struggle between
what we think what we see.
I'm not going to change my ways
just to please you or appease you.
Inside a crowd, five billion proud
willing to punch it out.
Right, wrong, weak, strong.
Ashes to ashes all fall down.
Look around about this round.
About this merry-go-round around.
If at all God's gaze upon us fall.
His mischievous grin, look at him.
Forget about the reasons and the treasons we are seeking.
Forget about the notion that our emotions can be swept away.
Forget about being guilty, we are innocent instead.
For soon we will all find our lives swept away.
Sit awhile with TV's hungry child. Big belly swelled.
Oh, for a price of a coke or a smoke. Keep alive those hungy eyes.
Take a look at me, what you see in me,
mirror look at me.
Face it all, face it all again.
Forget about the reasons and the treasons we are seeking.
Forget about the notion that your emotions can be wept away, kept at bay.
Forget about being guilty, i am innocent instead.
For soon we will all find our lives swept away.
You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you, the devil's not
Going--ha, ha
Say, say
Look at me in my fancy car
And my bank account
Oh, how I wish I could take it all down
Into my grave, I'd save
Take a look again, take a look again,
Take a look again
Everyday things change,...stay the same
Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Your emotions can be swept away
Intentions are not wicked,
Don't be tricked into thinking so
Soon we will all find our lives swept away
You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you,
The devil's not going--ha, ha
Fall back again, fall back again, fall back again...
