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Alla på plats
I hennes palats
Innan hon tar sats
Nej, jag menar inte så…

Vi behöver lite bas
Ja vi behöver lite sån balans, konkurrens
Annars det bli knas
Om bara babesen är kvar alla undrar:
Var tog alla vägen?
Bara trägen vinner
Säger hon när hon skrider fram
Alla undrar
Alla undrar vem, vem, vem är hon?

Vi kallar henne Lumberjack, Lumberjack
Alla killar bara fall, fall, faller höger, vänster, bak och rakt fram
Vi kallar henne Lumberjack, Lumberjack
Ingen har en chans, alla faller i trans

Vi kallar henne Lumberjack, Lumberjack
Alla killar bara fall, fall, faller höger, vänster, bak och rakt fram
Vi kallar henne Lumberjack, Lumberjack
Hon rör ingen min när hon går förbi 

Var kommer hon ifrån?
Varför är hon här?
Hon kan få vem hon vill
Men hon blir aldrig kär

Hon säger inte mycke
Hon fattar bara tycke
För tillfälliga romanser
Nattliga seanser

En natt för inte så länge sen
Kom hon hit med en man,
Lycklig som bara den
Vem han var
Det var inget hon sa
Men hon mådde bra
Och det var honom hon skulle ha

Trodde vi 
Men så fel det va
Bara nästa dag
Var hon på väg till Moskva

Hon hade hört att de ryska männen
Inte skulle kalla henne för ”lilla vännen”
Inte för att det var nåt problem här i stan
Alla män blev som inlindade i cellofan
Små paket för henne att plocka
Var och en blev hennes manliga docka

Lumberjack

Dark hair 
Quirky smile
Red shirt
Lumberjack style

She doesn’t care when
People stare
At her pet
A wild wild black bear

When her shoes
Kick the dirt
They all gasp
In full concert

Sounds like an enormous crowd
Cheers
When she walks right by by

Jaqueline, Jaqueline, Jaqueline
Jaqueline, you can never get under her skin
Jaqueline, Jaqueline, Jaqueline
There’s no way she will ever let you win

Jaqueline, Jaqueline, Jaqueline
Jaqueline, you can never get under her skin
Jaqueline, Jaqueline, Jaqueline
She will only invite you to another sin

If she
Wanted to
She could kick you out
And get a ”thank you”

But that’s not
Who she is
She is aiming for a world that is entirely new

It’s a world
Of a new order
Filled up with civil disorder

In her world
Just one border
The one to her inner soul

As of now
You probably wonder
What does she do with all the lumber?

It is just a
Well kept secret
But here’s what I know:

They have seen her
Jugglin’, jugglin’, jugglin’, jugglin’
Jugglin’ with those big fat trunks
Jugglin’, jugglin’, jugglin’, jugglin’
Jugglin’ sometimes with those hunks

The one
That she wants
You wanna wanna be
The one
That she wants
You wanna wanna be
The one
That she wants
You wanna wanna be
The one that she wants

The one
That she wants
You’ll never never be
The one
That she wants
You’ll never never be
The one
That she wants
You’ll never never be
The one that she wants

Jaqueline

This story is told by a married man
He was married to the lady Ann
He was not a simple American
That man

This is the story of a little child
She was born nothing but very wild
There was not a slightest bit of mild
In that child

To eachother we said
That we started to dread

Were we bringing up a rebel
Bringing up a rebel too?
Were we bringing up a rebel
Bringing up a rebel too? 
We wondered
Were we bringing up a rebel
Bringing up a rebel too? 
Were we bringing up a rebel
Then what were we gonna do?  

In the school Jackie had many friends
She said but we knew that the story bends
All those times she went to make amends
To her so called ”friends”

She always went her very own way
As when we found her out in Ribbon’s Bay
When we said ”come home” she did not obey
Just wanted to get away

Her favourite books were written by Jules Verne
It was from him she never stopped to learn
Life was adventurous, needed not return
Frickin’ Jules Verne

Who was this little girl that we fed?

Were we bringing up a rebel
Bringing up a rebel too?
Were we bringing up a rebel
Bringing up a rebel too? 
We wondered
Were we bringing up a rebel
Bringing up a rebel too? 
Were we bringing up a rebel
Then what were we gonna do?  

Bringing Up A Rebel

There’s an awakened force inside of me
It is here, I can feel, it awakened me
Where I stand
As they planned

There’s a big, bright light shining right at me
And I long for someone to set me free
Why can’t I go?
It’s not my show

It is here
It’s my fear of

Erythrophobia
My mind is wrapped around a feeling that won’t go away
Erythrophobia
Who’s idea was this?
I’m on public display

I wanna run away, fade away
But they made me stay, made me stay
Erythrophobia
My mind is fixed and there’s nothing you could ever say

As I stand and the fear’s taking over me
It is weird but I don’t know if they can see
How it burns
It returns

When the curtain arise on the one, two, three
It’s like my red blood cells are on a killing spree
Here they come
I feel numb

It is here
It’s my fear of

Erythrophobia
My mind is wrapped around a feeling that won’t go away
Erythrophobia
Who’s idea was this?
I’m on public display

I wanna run away, fade away
But they made me stay, made me stay
Erythrophobia
My mind is fixed and there’s nothing you could ever say

Then the day came
There was a mirror on stage
And I knew
Yeah, I grew
 
Erythrophobia
I’m letting go of you, the feeling that I will drop dead
Erythrophobia
My mind is wrapped around a notion that’s all in my head

Erythrophobia

When I’m older
Maybe I will understand
Why she left me
Without even saying goodbye

I was hanging on the beach one day
With Jaqueline by my side, oh on
A summer's sunny day
All the other boys were going wild
So jealous of me
But I don’t mind at all
I’m doing alright
Cause I’ve never seen a surfer girl
As pretty as her, oh wow, wow
She’s the sweetest girl in town

When I’m older
Maybe I will understand
Why she left me
I thought that we
Were more than just friends
And now she’s gone

What have I done wrong?
Our love was so strong
If I can’t have her back
I’ll be drowning in my own tears

When I’m older
Maybe I can accept, oh no
Or maybe not
That she left me
I thought that we
Were meant to be, oh no
I guess I was wrong

When I’m older
Maybe I will understand
That she left me
Without even saying goodbye

Goodbye

I’ve been feelin 
Like I’m stuck in the city
Just had to leave
Or else I’d be insane 

Jaqueline came to my rescue, and asked me:
Where do you wanna go?

She came up with her car
On my driveway
In her -89 Ford Cabriolet 

It was all filled up
And the top was down
Sunglasses ready for the time of our lives

As we headed towards the highway
The pounding had started again in my head
She said her car would cure my migraine
Zero to a hundred in twenty five sharp

It was a sick road trip
The idiotic road trip

Now I’m feelin 
Kind of stuck on the highway
Jaqueline she drives
Like she’s insane 

Somehow she saw my insecurity and asked me:
Where do you wanna go?

Just as I thought of a place to go
She hit the brakes, there was something in the way
She went away, didn’t say ”I’ll be back, ok?”
Eyes on the prey that her axe would slay

All across the road there were branches and leaves
In the middle of it all some giant trees
She started: chop chop chop chopi chopedi chop
And it, looked like she was never gonna stop

It was a sick road trip
The idiotic road trip

As the trip went on
No, nothing could stop her
Because the smell of wood had made her mad

Everywhere she looked
A new type of target, she
Needed to cut it down

I never longed so much
To get back to the city
There were certainly no axes there

Jaqueline, my friend
With all good intentions
Misjudged my deepest needs

Her eyes were wild
Although she smiled
Those trunks she piled
Mile after mile

And I begged
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home 
And I begged
Take me home

The Idiotic Road Trip

There was this day when I was moving down the street
They came up
And all they wanted was to break me down they’d never
Shut up
They wouldn’t let me go until they found a way to make me kneel in front of them and make me feel

That they were the ones with the decision at their hands
They would make a stance, wanted to see me dance
But they never knew that it was a game of chance
To begin with

Something was spinning in my head, going round and round
As it was clearing out, this is what I found
That they were many to the numbers but I saw them as lumber
Going at them at the roots, just cutting them down

A flash before my eyes, an explosion in my head
My rampage stopped, I hoped that no one was dead
They were many to the numbers but I saw them as lumber
Going at them at the roots, just cutting them down

Just cutting them down
I was cutting them down

A few minutes later one of them tried to stand up
But he was wording something out of the rub-a-dub-dub
All the others they were still laying there, they were downed, they were bound to the dirty ground

As I walked away I knew they were never gonna bother me, they let me be free, didn’t need to flee anymore
Out the door
I recalled what had happened
What had happen was:

Something was spinning in my head, going round and round
As it was clearing out, this is what I found
That they were many to the numbers but I saw them as lumber
Going at them at the roots, just cutting them down

A flash before my eyes, an explosion in my head
My rampage stopped, I hoped that no one was dead
They were many to the numbers but I saw them as lumber
Going at them at the roots, just cutting them down

Just cutting them down
I was cutting them down

Cutting Them Down

lumberjack@muel.se

On my sister's request I wrote a song about a lumberjack, who made all men fall like trees.

On this page I will continue to upload stories about Jaqueline, the lumberjack.

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