Eftirlæti

Hér fáið þið, dyggir lesendur, afar intellektúal færzlu. Eða hitt. Hér er sumsé listi yfir eftirlætis línur mínar úr eftirlætis lögum, bæði gömlum og nýjum. Óxla kúl, skilru, mar.

 

Þeir sem vita hvaðan brotin eru tekin (án gúggls...eða kærustu) fá verðlaun.

 

Í engri sérstakri röð;

 "You realize the sun don't go down. It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning 'round"

"I don't know where the sunbeams end and the starlights begin, it's all a mystery."

 "Feel the rain on your skin.
No one else can feel it for you.
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else.
Can speak the words on your lips."

"

A voice like honey, no one else could fill his shoes
The time and the weather, the headlines and the local news
He lays it down with perfection and grace
He's done by noon, he goes home to his place
Where he sleeps and he waits for the night

Just before midnight he gets up, gets out of bed
A can of Red Bull, a tab of X to clear his head
He shoots his cuffs, now he's headed downtown
Picks up one life, puts another one down
And his body hums and the music's playing

Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance
It's a cold world, nobody understands
The feeling you can't keep inside
Go, Soterios Johnson, go
All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow
With the light of a truth you can't hide
That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever

He shimmies his shoulders, undulates his slender hips
Arms akimbo, Jaggeresque, he pouts his lips
A crowd has formed, they are gathering round
Just to hear the incredible sound
Of a genius smashing expectations

Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance
It's a cold world, nobody understands
The feeling you can't keep inside
Go, Soterios Johnson, go
All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow
With the light of a truth you can't hide
That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever

He's dancing, he's a machine
Like no one, that they've ever seen
He's flying, he's living a dream

The magic fades as the sun comes up, it's time he goes
A hand on his shoulder, he turns around: it's Teri Gross
He takes her hand, spins her body just so
He holds her close, they will never let go
As the room explodes, they dance like angels

Dance, Soterios Johnson, dance
It's a cold world, nobody understands
The feeling you can't keep inside
Go, Soterios Johnson, go
All the club kids are watching your glowstick glow
With the light of a truth you can't hide
That the news is the news, but the dance goes on forever. "

"Me zero - big bad world one."

"They hate you if you're clever, and the despise a fool."

"Stop being so hard on yourself.
It's not good for your health."

"They're just humans with wives and children."

"Are you crazy!? It's a very dangerous thing to do exactly what you want because you cannot know yourself or what you'd really do with all your power."

"She is benediction."

 "Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal - wiping it off - painting over the ugly parts - and recycling it for more than it's worth."

"The moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell."