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Hell, down it came And knocked at your door Three men in black With sunglasses and rifles But you were still in bed When they shot the first bullet Through the windows Covered with curtains But as fast as possible You emerged from your dreams Of violence Shot each guy between the eyes Fear them There's nowhere you can hide Fear them There's nowhere you can hide

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evilbjork

saddest birthday of my life

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I’d wish someone tell me what’s wrong with me

Tik tok filter covering the ugly part of my face

bobdylan-n-jonimitchell

Björk and Joni Mitchell perform, “What Is This Thing Called Love?” Wiltern Theater, Los Angeles, April 16, 1998.

“It is hard to even begin to talk about what Joni Mitchell means to me. The first record of hers I discovered was Don Juan’s Reckless Daughter ; I was around fourteen, fifteen and I knew it by heart (still do, every instrument, every noise, every word). I would love to cover sometime some of the songs of that album but they might be too sacred for me, too immaculate for me even to be able to suggest that they might be done in any other way. At that age my love for her was very intuitive and limitless with total ignorance of her meaning in North America in the hippy era, for example. I guess now later when I am a bit more knowledgeable about foreigners and history and context and such things I understand better her importance to the world and why she made such an impact on a teenage girl in Iceland (who had never left the island at that point, actually).

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