Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
Long are the months and many are the days since the old gang sat together at Rockbaren, trading outragous tales of drunkeness and foul-ups. For too long has SD been sitting idle and we will stand for it no longer.I wake up in a staircase and I don't know who I am.
I am broken and bleeding, and my body feels crooked and bent.
I have a taste in my mouth as if I've eaten dead animals.
My money is gone and my watch has been broken apart.
I stumble into the street and fix myself up by a fountain.
Then I spot an open pub and I steer myself towards it.
I say: Give me a glass before the bar closes.
Give me a glass before I die from my thirst.
Something that warms a frozen heart.
Something that lights a fire in my soul.
Give me alcohol.
It makes me a man, it gives me all I can take. Alcohol.
I don't have to see things clear, it shrouds my goals. Alcohol
I raise my glass and say To the devil a toast! Alcohol
As if in my heart there's a hole.
Here among friends I regain all my courage.
Get treated to a glass that warms up my blood.
I become a tiger, I roar and I suffer.
I get courage and power that I've never had.
I meet a woman, a real duchess.
She is fair like a pixie when we dance by ourself.
Then we drink together, sisters and brothers.
We race through our booze until our brains bleed.
And the night goes by straight into a wall.
And then it all ends...
Alcohol.
It makes me a man, it gives me all I can take. Alcohol.
I don't have to see things clear, it shrouds my goals. Alcohol.
You're my best friend, you are my bethrode. Alcohol.
For my wasted life you are a symbol. Alcohol.
I raise my glass and say To the devil a toast! Alcohol
As if in my heart there's a hole.
I wake up in a staircase and I don't know who I am.
I am broken and bleeding, and my body feels crooked and bent.As you may suspect there is a new beer night in the planning.
And IA has something special planned for the blog if all succeeds regarding this night. He who lived shall see. And maybe we'll survive to be among the enlighened ones.
/TSO
Tis guy we met the very first evening. Cool guy, but we wanted better companions so we never met him again after that.
We hung out many evenings with theese siblings, as they lived right next door from the hotel and they didn't demand a lot of money in order to come out and play. Maybe not the best of friends, but good enough.
This was an odd fellow. Met him in an restaurant and liked his name so we invited him to join us. That was before we realized that he was mixing it up with tequila, and some things just shouldn't be mixed so after a greeting we never heard from him again.
This was without a doubt the best friend we made on our trip to the islands. A local guy that had hardly ever even left the island. But what a guy. We hung out practically every night and had good old times. Him I miss most of all.
This little girl was another local one. She was pretty enough and decent company so we invited her a couple of evenings, but she didn't really leave much of a mark and was more of a hang-around than a real friend.
After realizing that it was unneccesary to meet the locals just a few at a time we got hold of a whole family of theese people. House and everything. They rode around with us on some of our excursions and made sure we enjoyed ourselves. Good guys and gals...
We even met a danish guy that had settled on the islands. He came around for a party but in the end we thought it was boring to hang around with people from scandinavia when we were in the carribbean so we parted ways soon after.
Well that was the gang, and what a gang... Just lucky that there are plenty of friends here at home to keep me from missing then too much!
/TSO
