Spontansjung!

First there’s lights out, then there’s lock up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault for being timeless
There’s a price to pay and a consequence
All the galleries, the museums
Here’s your ticket, welcome to the tombs
They’re just public mausoleums
The living dead fill every room
But the most special are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins they keep coughing
They’ve forgotten, forgotten how to sing

när vädret är dåligt måste bosse stanna hemma
han kan inte riskera cabben om de skulle börja regna

Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam,
Et lingua eius loquetur indicium.

Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem,
Quoniqm cum probates fuerit accipient coronam vitae.

Kyrie, fons bonitatis.
Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison.

O quam sancta, quam serena,
Quam benigma, quam amoena esse Virgo creditur.
O quam sancta, quam serena,
Quam benigma, quam amoena,
O castitatis lilium.

Kyrie, fons bonitatis.
Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison.

O quam sancta, quam serena,
Quam benigma, quam amoena,
O castitatis lilium.

Hälsa skönheten i norr
säg till Viola att hon lyser
att hon var vackrare än sången
och att jag önskar att jag skrev den
fråga krigarna i väst
var dom gömde sina byten
se om någon av dom kom undan
och kanske lever av det ännu

Om jag kommer dit igen
har du en plats där jag kan vila
ett rum där jag kan känna att
jag är någonstans ifrån
ett fönster vi kan sitta vid
och blicka ut mot ån

Gå till huset med balkong
där järnvägsbommen ringer
under den varma, svarta plåten
har jag lämnat några drömmar

Take me babyy or leave meeeeeeeee

I've lied for a stolen moment
I've lied for one more clue
I've lied about most everything
But I never lied to you

No I can't be responsible
If I get you in trouble now
See you're too irresistible
Yeah that's for sure
So if I put your hands where my eyes can't see
Then your the one who's got a hold on me
No I can't be responsible, responsible
It ain't my fault
Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope
It ain't my fault
Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope
It ain't my fault

*tar djupt andetag*
I'm Katniss and I can't miss
I'm the fastest, you can't catch this

I'm sick of summer and this waiting around
Man it's September so I'm skipping this town
Hey it's no mystery
There's nothing here for me now.

I gotta get back to Hogwarts
I gotta get back to school
I gaota get myself to Hogwarts
Where everybody knows I'm cool.

Back to witches and wizards and magcal beasts
To goblins and ghosts and to magical feasts
It's all that I love and it's all that I need
At Hogwarts, Hogwarts
I think I'm going back.