Holiday For Vulgo Dreamers

(Written in the 1980:s.)

the ice princess restless today
but she´s dancing in the most delicious way
you don´t have to watch her twice
to see that it could be so nice
but the nightclub has another atmosphere
where the lady says ”hey man come over here”

and the way she broke that glass
and the way she drove that car
and the smell in her night motel
was just a holiday for vulgo dreamers


I´m walking in sunshine dreaming in my sleep
of a pretty filmstar who´s name is Merryl Streep
but the other girl is more direct
I need a very special effect
to switch the signals in my blood to dust
and makin´ those crazy patterns I simply must

and the way she broke that glass
and the way she drove that car
and the smell in her night motel
was just a holiday for vulgo dreamers
...
VULGO
I call it vulgo
I call it vulgo all over my brain
vulgo
we call it vulgo
and you will never be the same again
...
the skating-rink as empty as my soul
but the distant girl is always in control
I could imagine her breath that night
her mini-skirt and her leather so tight
to set my mind upon her silvery moon
I bet she always sleeps with a golden harpoon

and the way she broke that glass
and the way she drove that car
and the smell in her night motel
was just a holiday for vulgo dreamers
...
VULGO
I call it vulgo
I call it vulgo all over my brain
vulgo
we call it vulgo
and you will never be the same again

You can be a vulgo, too!
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