Music World
 
Find Artists:
 
 
 
Russian versionSwitch to Russian 
Carola




Music World  →  Lyrics  →  C  →  Carola  →  Albums  →  Standby with Carola Häggkvist

Carola Album


Standby with Carola Häggkvist (1983)
1983
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
Fire escape
7.
8.
9.
10.
11.
12.
13.
. . .


Some days I feel like a queen
But then again I feel like a slave
Some days I feel like a star
But then again I feel like a slave

But I guess that everyone is a little bit schizophrenic
But I guess that everyone is a fool
But I guess that everyone is a little bit schizophrenic
But I think that you are the biggest fool

Some days I feel like making love all day long
But then again I feel just hate
Some days I feel like I'm a friend with the whole world
But then again all I feel is hate

But I guess that...

You are the biggest fool, my friend
I don't know anyone like you
(You are the biggest fool, babe)
(I don't know anyone like you)
No no no no – you are the biggest fool, babe
I don't know anyone like you
(You are the biggest fool, babe)
(I don't know anyone like you)

Some days I feel like making love all day long
But then again I feel just hate
Some days I feel like I'm a friend with the whole world
But then again all I feel is hate

But I guess that... (repeat)

. . .


Civilians are all dead now
My armyjacket got ripped
The striker in a bed now beneath the men lie dead
They tried to all forget it
But I never think I will

I get up feeling down
Wished I had turned around
And I fight my way back to the fort
Back to the fort

It echoes all tomorrow
Hate has come instead
The songs will all bring sorrow
The Indian-girl says
"The States are growing big now"
"Who cares about the rest"

I get up...

The axes are all laid down
The opressed fought and begged
Please treat her well
The major ??? (go to hell)
The little pinned-boned soldier
Was far too scared to stay
So he screamed

I get up...

The ??? major's adjutants
All loved to see more blood
Were so ??? senceless
She's still lies there in the mud
People have forgotten
The ??? massacre

I get up... (repeat)


. . .


Are you coming home
I see that you've started a band
Together, let's make it right, let's make it tight
Show them what we can
Leave it up to me now
Come to ???
Living, giving, yes it's true
We want some more, more

Please try to calm down
Please try to give them all we have to
Show them what we got I say
Please try to calm down
Please try to give them all we have to
Sing with me and I will rime
La la la la la la

Gotta pay the rent
For the place that we used to have
Gotta stay smart, gotta save my money
I will be one of those
Who can be what they want to be
Correcting my tie
Drinking champagne and ice
That's nice, nice

Please try to calm down...

At times is my podium ???
Looking around and thinking only it's a dream
Right now I thought
What we fought to get us far

Unbelievable, incredible get to, get to

Please try to calm down... (repeat)


. . .


Oh, you think that you rule the world
By throwing some bombs
You think that you reach a position
By pushing a button
(People die)
People die but they can't tell us why
(Children cry)
Children cry, yes and goodbye

Will rule the world, yeah you will rule the world
You will rule the world
And tomorrow you better run for your life
Will rule the world, yeah you will rule the world
You will rule the world
And tomorrow you won't get what you have today

There was a frightening sound
From the loudspeakers
All the people that not roared
??? all over the sky
(You're wounded)
You're wounded ??? way
(You're wounded)
You're wounded who's gonna pay

Will rule the world...

Would you join the war
Would you join the misery
When we lie on the floor
All we can say
It's always: you're sorry
(people die)
People die but they can't tell us why
(Children cry)
Children cry, yes and goodbye

Will rule the world... (repeat)


. . .


I've been chasing for my daddy's autograph
You've been haunting my place for the laugh
We gotta solve them all
One by one

We gotta solve them all
the problems – one by one
One by one

You really hated me, hit me like a drum
I was dum enough to let you fulfill your crime
Can you solve them all
One by one

Better solve them all
The problems
One by one
One by one
One by one

One by one, we ought to deal with them
What is on stake
We ought to deal with them
One by one

Someone's calling me on the phone
You are someone you can't leave me alone
I think we have solved them all
One by one

I think we have solved them all
The problems
One by one
One by one


. . .

Fire escape

[No lyrics]

. . .


Buddy came from outer space
Looking for a real good place
And he found it very soon
Just as good as the one on the moon
The place was in, the hearts was in
The boys were chasing girls
Since that day when Buddy came
Nothing's been the same

The boys read science fiction
And some music magazines
The girls read about love
And how to be a beauty queen
Neither care about the war
Or how to save the world
But gee it's so hard acting smart
When you heard him say the words

I'm talking about the bad boys (boys and girls)
I'm talking about the girls
I'm talking about the bad boys (boys and girls)
I'm talking about the love between the boys and girls

Wayne makes it hard for some
Buddy does it cool
And he's not very kind
As he puts up every rule
Lipstick, drumstick
Got to make it big
Running down the big big street
Always ready to get a flick

Acting right, acting tight
Acting like a man
Make it till the jungle
Out of no man's loverplan
Take a break by sitting down
Is not like a thing they would do
When all the other pals
Just watch him sing "I want you"

I'm talking about... (repeat)

You couldn't see Buddy for weeks
Getting into bed by ten
You believed the lyrics
Love between women and men
Redeyes, green ones, kitty cats
They do it all the same
Hey, I say there's no one
But our Buddy just to blame

I'm talking about... (repeat)


. . .


He had come a long long way
Thought he had something to say
And now we want you to play
I guess he'd come to stay
He needed women's touch
But Judy taught him too much
He started smoking and such

Skintight, midnight, tough fight, twilight
He didn't get on so well
Skintight, midnight, tough fight, twilight
He was getting closer to hell

I guess he thought it was a thrill
Nice taking pill after pill
I thought his life was a spill
It was like writing in a will
He tried the best that he could
but just got misunderstood
It was like chopping wood

Skintight...

The days have gone for sure
He couldn't play no more
Was no more rich nor poor
He came backstage of life
What could he'd done with the wife
That's not the cuts from a knife
That was the end of his life

Skintight... (repeat)


. . .


When I picked up the paper
I saw her smiling at me
I thought I might aswell rape her
But no, that wasn't like me
Gotta give it away

She shocked me, thrilled me all over
She gave me chill down the spine
My heart was burning and screaming
Be sure it felt oh so fine
Gotta give it away
Don't you hear what I say

Hey hey hey, what you say
You can make me cry
Hey hey hey, what you say
But don't ask me why

So I ran to the phonebooth
I better give her a call
Then I asked what are my chances
The operator said small
Gotta give it away

I asked for her address
Began to knock on the door
She opened fast and she pulled me
Can't get enough I want more
Gotta give it away
Don't you hear what I say

Hey hey hey...

When she took off her glasses
Looked just like dynamite
Then I ripped off her knickers
And there he stood, a transvestite
Gotta give it away

Hey hey hey... (repeat)


. . .


First you're born you live your life
And then you're getting old
Get it up

The truth hits me when I seek love
In good old centerfolds
Get it up

Get it up, get it up
Love's just got me growing
Get it up, get it up
Love's just got me going

All those years alone it seems like love
Has passed me by, baby

Memories of lonely evenings
Even make me cry
Get it up

Get it up...

I'll be waiting for good times
I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiting for my own times
I wanna spend it
Spend it
Spend it
Spend it with you

Get it up...

Apart from love there's nothing else to give
There's nothing more
Get it up

Lonesome people
There are lonely people here for sure
Get it up

Get it up... (repeat)


. . .


Jag visste ju att han var galen
Men att du sa det, var ju inte hans sak
Innan man har börjat fundera
Kommer allting fram så klart
Det började ju redan i skolan
Dom balla stod och spottade längd
Det var ju nåt som aldrig funka
Och därför var han inte så snäll

Jag vill ju vara med
Jag vill ju säga att jag får vara med
Jag vill ju höra att jag får vara med
Jag vill ju veta att jag får vara med
Jag vill ju veta det (repeat)

Att komma in i ett fullt klassrum
Med en massa människor sittande där
En toppen typ här som ingen förstod
???
Med långa kliv allt bar iväg
Tiden gick sin stilla gång
Han hade sina enda kamrater
I en gammal gatukorvkiosk

Jag vill ju vara med...

Han kommer aldrig fram, nej
Han kommer aldrig fram
Allt verkade så, ja (repeat)

En gång sprang han sin väg
Ingen undrade vart han tog världen
Trots att jag såg en kofot
Livet är en endaste väg
Utmed landets grusväg fanns bilen
I den låg en gruslig prick
Sluta ja, jag säger så sluta
Tills nånting låter alla va med

Jag vill ju vara med... (repeat)


. . .


Kärleksdrömmar i färg
Genom polariserat glas
Min hjärtverksamhet så öm
När alla drömmar går i kras

Försök att nå mig
Försök att förstå mig

Svart vänder vitt och vitt vänder svart
Och den ljusaste dag blir den mörkaste natt
Randigt blir rutigt och prickigt blir grått
Jag undrar, jag undrar orkar jag opp
Jag är färgblind i livets spektrum
Jag känner mig färgblind när gitarrens plektrum viner

Sura miner runt omkring
Folk som tar allting så hårt
Jag fattar ingenting
Varför allt ska va' så svårt

Försök att nå mig
Försök att förstå mig

Svart vänder vitt... (fade out)


. . .


En liten typ som ej var tolv än
Hade fått ett jobb på en lyckohjulsverkstad
Hon tjänade hundra, om inte mer
De sa att hon var bra, så kom inte fler

Snacket det går
Och det sätter sina spår
När han vill ha dig
Vad väntar han sig

Ryktet spred sig och ingen förstod
Hur det hade blivit så här
Inte ens hon förstod att slå sig tillbaka
Och nu så satt hon fast som ett berg

Snacket det går...

Hennes mardröm var uppfylld av ???
Hennes dröm den var klistrad
I mörka vrån

Snacket det går... (fade out)

. . .


blog comments powered by Disqus



© 2011 Music World. All rights reserved.