Melka Sommer 2

1. Trompetistens Rettferdige Harme - Stockholm
2. Powersword - Warriors of Steel
3. Invidia - 2 seconds (mlc remix)
4. Benny Toledo - Obsession
5. Kitchen County - Blackie
6. Benny Toledo - In the Gift Shop
7. Pueblo - Rhythym is a Dancer
8. Kitchen County - My ol' pal Freddy
9. Vardlok - Key to the ate mp3
10. Pueblo - This Time
11. Powersword - i'm crossing this land
12. Loco_olavo - it must have been love



Kitchen County  - Blackie
(Steen)

She was my one true partner
She was my one true friend
Her name was Blackie, she would never let me down

Now I'm standing on the porch
You're not standing by the gate
The plains are not the same without you dear old Blackie
whish we could ride again, ride again

Carry on, carry on. I know that she is gone. I know that she is gone, yeah.
Never thought that I could feel this alone. I need to carry on. Blackie she is gone, yeah.

When I get up in the morning, sometimes it feels like you are near.
And then I go outside and look towards the stable. Blackie I wonder where you are.
I remember when you died. Still see you before me.
The way you died for me, the way you saved me.
No horse will be like you my dearest Blackie.

Carry on, carry on. I know that she is gone. I know that she is gone, yeah.
Never thought that I could feel this alone. I need to carry on. Blackie she is gone, yeah.

I want to saddle you at sunrise and then ride home again late at night. Late at night.

Carry on, carry on. I know that she is gone. I know that she is gone, yeah.
Never thought that I could feel this alone. I need to carry on. Blackie she is gone, yeah.

Benny Toledo - In the Gift Shop
(Tønnesen)

1.You’d think I’d know when it’s time to give in
And throw the towel once the room starts to spin
The bar’s still open, the doctor insists
When in a coma I’ll be hard to resist

They keep ignoring the state I am in
My veins pumping alcohol and nicotine
I know they want it, but I want it more
The irony, I’m not looking to score

Ref
In the gift shop
I stay on track till I get on top
Not like trophies
Just single bursts of attention I get to keep

2.Not much to offer the ones I approach
There’s no Ferrari, night bus home, ride the coach
There might be trouble, erectile and such
Girls I bring home never demand very much

I’ll never find just what I’m looking for
This souvenir hunt makes me looking for more
Might be discontent, but I shouldn’t lie
Without you girls I could just lie down and die

In the gift shop
I stay on track till I get on top
Delay my fall
I’ll never call still I love you all


Kitchen County  - My ol' pal Freddy
(Steen)

Do you remember Freddy my friend?
He lived in the barracks close to the forest
close to the pond with just gravel around
Freddy is gone to heaven

He had two horses and he treated them well
Gave them more food than he had on his own plate
Work for the landlord kept him alive
Freddy is gone to heaven

Oh my ol' pal Freddy I miss you and your way of life

He loved his life outside society
Timberpulling gave meaning to this old man
So sad that bad drunken young lads came
Freddy is gone to heaven

I remember when they tainted you
made you feel small, worthless and lonely
Guess you hated moving to shanty town
Freddy is gone to heaven

Oh my ol' pal Freddy I miss you and your way of life

I don't know you had to move
and I don't know why they treated you bad

Oh my ol' pal Freddy I miss you and your way of life


Pueblo - This Time
(Tønnesen)

Kids with money treasure what they haven't got
Saturdays will climax with tequila shots
On the train you tried out my watch

Was that a new invitation?
Is it time to address the nation?
With a few modifications you’ll be all I wanted, all I need

(Giving it a week)
This is not what it was like
With no effort I won’t feel a thing
You are not what she was like
Vintage dirt under nails…

Enter where the bruised and burglared spend their nights
Hedonism capital seems all right
When there is alcohol and a brush of skin

Was that a new invitation?
Is it time to address the nation?
What’s a few modifications, you are great right now, become better

(Giving it a week)
This is not what it was like
With no effort I won’t feel a thing
The test everybody fails
Vintage dirt under nails…

Shouldn’t admit defeat in advance
I guess I owe myself that chance
And be happy you’re not into trance
You know how good I’m at commitments
But I could undergo some treatment
At least there’s one thing I know we could both agree on at this point:
I gotta work it out this time