"The final Streets album (the fifth one) will be dark and futuristic. It's gonna be called 'Computers And Blues' and it's all about dancing and CHATTING SHIT. One more banger. Dancing music to drink tea to. 45 minutes of 130 bpm style straight spittin."
Playlist of all the songs - kudos to Skinner for sharing! Last in, first out. Play the playlist! He's behind you...
(trust me) is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh or is the progress a process thats a natural people quest metal and the workings dark and lurking in my mind branding neon, red and blue flashes the view from the flats is nice
i see Alice in wonderland i see malice in Sunderland mouse to house i am this man the where without its Thumberland smoke to a karma coma jamaicans do yard aromas shake bacardis and coke make me laugh and trust me
so much stuff in many people the future is not evil the future is not ficcient its simple its efficient now that things are costing nothing is any of it good come and love me, read my nothings blogging river floods ??????????????
dubstep club sweat come get rubbed red play the playlist --------------------------------------
The Streets - A Blip on a Screen - lyrics: Turn on the lights so it burns in the night turning down the flay the world is uncertain I’m certained by the curtains tonight …………… Got to reverse the pattern What’s the worse that could happen? For the first time in my adulthood The worse that could happen Is utterly unthinkable, …….. Suddenly I’m worried about the bread under the bed Bu then all sort of awful shit seem plausible indoors Proportions get “walked” in to the worse, and for certain You’re growing thumbs I’m growing numb “totting” to your mom’s lips like it might be quite fun
Chorus: A blip on a screen You don’t know me I think about you And what you’ll grow to be
(......) I fix and I plan but this is just mad I love you You're only a 100 pixels on a scan ----------------------------------------
Jeg ik et stilikon ligner ik en million men lyder som en milliard når jeg på den mikrofon broke - jeg har ik en krone - tomme lommer i mine jeans har ik råd til en dyr tøs har ikke engang råd til Billi(g)e Jean så jeg sipper billig vin og sætter ild til en af mine sidste stænger nikotin og lukker nattelivet ind mænd på fire ben jager for at finde en tøs med klasse inden klokken ringer ind til sidste time så hun er ik alene behøver intet diadem nattens dronningen combi af kvinde min og kvinde din ja hun er virkelig fin burde hedde giloutine fyrerne de taber hovedet når de ser hende grin
hun vil ik ha en rock n roller der står og skråler Gasolin ved et bål og hun vil ik ha en bodybuilder hvis eneste jern der virker er det der vægte på og hun vil ik ha et jakkesæt med pengeclips og slips tænder ik på regnskabstips og hun vil ik ha en prettyboy der går i for fint tøj hun vil ha wifebeater og sneaks så når hun ser dig siger hun nej nej nej nej nej så når hun ser dig siger hun nej nej nej nej nej så når hun ser dig siger hun jeg vil ha en rapper jeg vil jeg vil ha en rapper
hun vil ha en rapper - siger jeg til mig selv mens jeg passerer mænd der alle må gå triste hjem de tabte mælet da de talte med hende og det hjalp ik da lod deres penge tale for dem og deres trendy tøj hjælper ik noget når det deres mundtøj der gået af mode og hvis de prøvede at fylde hende med pis var hendes svar er du for dum til at se forskel på pussy og pissoir hun skal ha en rapper der siger det som det er intet skjult intet glemt der siger det sådan her der gir hende lige det hun fortjent en gentleman i byen og en gadedreng i sengen så jeg siger det til hende og hun svarer igen har en betingelse hvis jeg ville se hende i mit hjem hun synes ik der bliver spillet nok rap i dag så hun fik mig til at lave pop så alle kan høre hvad hun vil ha! -----------------------------------------
"The Danish Data Protection Agency is asking Facebook whether it respects Danish legislation, following criticism that Facebook users have to renounce many of their rights when they enter a profile on the social network."
@Facebook - I am sure, this is not the Danish people speaking! We don't want special rights, please... We do understand you need to do your thing to deliver the best service to the users.
About Touch Me Thermo by Stengade 30 (Translated with a machine of course... almost incomprehensible but you might get the picture anyway...):
"Out of the blue comes this 2 Copenhagen girls (they were 3 yesterday!?), armed to the teeth with 8-bit beats and catchy vocal melodies. They are playing through a noisy electro universe that allows the ideas fall into a slow version Atari Teenage Riot or unpolished version of Ladytron. A-care attitude and is seething unrest behind the distorted sound and threatens constantly to drag you back to the avant-garde club in Berlin or London in the'80s. It is raw and cold as a butcher's window yet, sources a little of the heart as a spring infatuation."
Jack Penate - Tonight’s Today - Lyrics: I’m in a haze an in between stage Cos I’m not awake but walk in a state Of ghostly charm a deadly calm And my filthy palms Reach for the harms
Tonight just became this morning The sun’s waving at the moon The thought has just started dawning That there’s still so much more that I can do I shuffle into the sunlight A zombie roaming on the day She look’s at me and says “What a sight” A passing woman says
"It's an angry cry for some absolutes in life. One thing we can be sure of is that we're all gonna die. That this also goes for James Bond reflects a very Danish point of view."
Danmark/Denmark will be released on June 5th, Constitution Day in Denmark.
"To be a Dane is not really a quality on its own, but more like the lens through which we view our lives. With that in mind, the theme of the album is really 'everything viewed from a Danish scope'. The songs are about being humans with eyes and ears, hearts and brains, physically situated in Denmark, which is in Europe, which is in the World.", says Nephew lead singer Simon Kvamm.
The album includes tracks such as Descendants Of King Canute, Jesus Jesus, 007 Is Also Gonna Die and Hurra!.
When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see) You’re a … rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you) We're the ones who (chicka) made you *cough, cough*
Back by popular demand Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if you can You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand How does it feel, is it fantastic, is it grand? Well look at all the massive masses in the stands Shady man… no don’t massacre the fans Damn, I think Kim Kardashians a man She stomped him just cause he asked to put his hands On her massive Gluteus maximus again Squeeze it, then Squish it, then pass it to her friend Can he come back as nasty as he can Yes he can, can, don’t ask me this again He does not mean to lesbian offend But Lindsay please come back to seeing men Samantha’s a 2, You’re practically a 10 I know you want me girl, In fact I see your grin (Now come in girl)
Verse Two: The enforcer, looking for more women to torture Walk up to the cutest girl and Charlie Horse her Sorry Portia, but what’s Ellen DeGeneres Have that I don't, are you telling me tenderness? Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman Give me my ventolin inhaler and 2 xenedrine And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then Nail her, 'Baby say hello to my little friend' Brit f’rget K-Fed let’s cut off the middle man Forget him or your gonna end up in the hospital again And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge Forget them other men, girl pay them little atten-tion A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in- Love with me John Mayer so sit on the bench Man I swear them other guys you give ‘em an inch They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim
Verse Three: And that’s why… my love You'll never live without, I know you want me girl cause I can see you checking me out And baby, you know, you know you want me too Don’t try to deny it baby, I’m the only one for you (Fart) Damn girl I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa Why should I wash my filthy mouth out You think that’s bad you should hear the rest of my album Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess up your gal but Jessica Alba put a breast in my mouth (brrp) Wowzers, I just made a mess of my trousers And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis Lord help us he's back in his pink Alf shirt Looking like someone shrinked his outfit I think he’s about to flip Jessica rest assure, Superman’s here to rescue ya Can you blame me? You’re my Amy, I’m your Blake Matter fact make me a birthday cake With a saw blade in it to make my jail break Baby, I think you just met your soul mate (Now break it down girl)
Jooks - Hun vil ha' en rapper - lyrics/tekst:
Saw these sasseeh gals last night at Stengade 30. They are the next thang out of Denmark, brother.