Den helige dåren betraktades genom tiderna som en bärare av helig kunskap - galenskapen var en gudarnas gåva. Han besatte en kunskap som inte var av denna fysiska värld - han kunde se det andra inte såg. Kungar, stormän, folk, och fä, sökte alla hans svar på sina frågor och grubblerier. Ibland skrattade dåren, ibland gav han svar. Den heliga dåren levde ofta utanför samhällets gränser och normer - han var extatisk, inspirerad, överskridande, skapande, och framför allt profetisk.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
One in a million
(Guns N Roses)
Yes I needed some time to get away
I needed some peace of mind
Some peace of mind that'll stay
So I thumbed it. Now it's six in L.A.
Maybe a greyhound could be my way
Police and niggers, that's right
Get outta my way
Don't need to buy none of your
Gold chains today
Now don't need no bracelets
Clamped in front of my back
Just need my ticket 'till then
Won't you cut me some slack
You're one in a million
Yeah that's what you are
You're one in a million babe
You're a shooting star
Maybe some day we'll see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much to high.
Much too high...
Much too high...
Much too high...
Immigrants and fagots
They make no sense to me
They come to our country
And think they'll do as they please
Like start some mini-Iran
Or spread some fucking disease
And they talk so many God damn ways
It's all Greek to me
Well some say I'm lazy
And others say that's just me
Some say I'm crazy
I guess I'll always be
But it's been such a long time
Since I knew right from wrong
It's all the means to and end I'm
I keep it moving along
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
You're one in a million
You're a shooting star
You're one in a million babe
You know that you are
Maybe some day we'll see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much to high
Much too high
Much too high
Radicals and racists
Don't point your finger at me
I'm a small town white boy
Just tryin' to make ends meet
Don't need your religion
Don't watch that much TV
Just makin' my livin' baby
Well that's enough for me
You're one in a million
Yeah that's what you are
You're one in a million babe
You're a shooting star
Maybe some day we'll see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much too high
Much too high
Much too high
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