This Year Songtext
von Thomas Dybdahl

Here comes wintertime
Like a long and dark night
Man, I feel so unprepared this time
No stored heat, just the smell of deceit and defeat
Rolled into one and then put on repeat
I really need to get a hold of myself
If I′m to get back on my feet

Cause this year I got my heart broken
My fears awoken
My beliefs shaken
And my dignity taken
But am I wrong to assume that the world is absurd
When religion comes first and knowledge comes third
And there's a fast river
That′s a slow killer
And cause for bonuses at Phizer
But advice that she won't get her pills if we don't pay her bills
And it′s a sad story but greed is our top skill


So far so good
Except for a vague feeling that I should not expect calls
Family dinners, long vacations or pictures on bedroom walls
These are things I really don′t need at all
I just hope she's a

Heartbreaker
A soulshaker
And a lovemaker
Or a damn good faker
Cause I really don′t care about these little things
That make a household work
Or make her things ring

And it's a long story with no glory
Just mistaken for an undertaking that doesn′t need replicating
Oh, these are things I really don't need at all


I got my heart broken
My fears awoken
My beliefs shaken
And my dignity taken
But am I wrong to assume that the world is absurd
When religion comes first and knowledge comes third
And there′s a fast river
That's a slow killer
And cause for bonuses at Phizer
But advice that she won't get her pills if we don′t pay her bills
And it′s a sad story but greed is our top skill