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I Steal Cars

onsdag 27 maj 2009

#11.

Upplagd av istealcars kl. 16:45 Inga kommentarer:
Etiketter: Budapest

#10.

Upplagd av istealcars kl. 16:30 Inga kommentarer:
Etiketter: Budapest

#9.

Upplagd av istealcars kl. 16:11 Inga kommentarer:
Etiketter: Budapest

#8. A Lovely Day in Budapest








Upplagd av istealcars kl. 14:00 Inga kommentarer:
Etiketter: Budapest

söndag 10 maj 2009

#7. I could live in this one

Upplagd av istealcars kl. 04:02 Inga kommentarer:
Etiketter: Stockholm

söndag 3 maj 2009

#6. Lost And Found

Upplagd av istealcars kl. 12:30 Inga kommentarer:
Etiketter: Jönköping
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I steal cars. Only for a second, then I give them back. You won’t even know I was there. Thanks to my lovely Frida who is the indispensable photographer. I don’t even want a car of my own. It’s expensive and pollutive. And you have to be a handy man. But I know what I like. The cheap and dirty outsiders, the leftovers of the roads. The road kills. If you know more about cars than I do (you probably do) – Please help me out and leave info about the different vehicles in the comment section!
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Well my time went so quickly, I went lickety-split out to my old ‘55. As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive. Now the sun’s coming up, I’m riding with Lady Luck, Freeway cars and trucks, Stars beginning to fade, And I lead the parade. Just a-wishing I’d stayed a little longer, Oh, Lord, let me tell you That the feeling’s getting stronger. And it’s six in the morning, Gave me no warning; I had to be on my way. Well there’s trucks all a-passing me, And the lights are all flashing, I’m on my way home from your place. And now the sun’s coming up, I’m riding with Lady Luck, Freeway cars and trucks, Stars beginning to fade, And I lead the parade Now the sun’s coming up, I’m riding with Lady Luck, Freeway cars and trucks, Freeway cars and trucks, Freeway cars and trucks…
(Tom Waits – Ol’ 55)