Wednesday, November 21, 2007



We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying:
Valhalla, I am coming!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

To quote a famous artist & poet:

Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim.
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow.
Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood.
Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

A model built for comfort, really built with style.
Specialist tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise.
Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red.
Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
I can't stop talkin' about...

Come to me for service every hundred miles.
Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

Fully automatic, comes in any size.
Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

Feather-light suspension, coils just couldn't hold.
I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors.

Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love
Talkin' 'bout love

Oh, I can't stop talkin' about love.