J. Näyhö
J. is 90 years old.
J. is located in Helsinki at The Punk Elephant (HEL).
J. likes to rest during off hours and is trying to improve skill in order to get ahead professionally.
Press Play On Tape
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Song Details
Press Play On Tape is Crowdpleaser music in tempo Moderato. The music is pleasant and the lyrics are nice. The song was written 4/8/2006 by J. Näyhö. The originality is perfect.
Fame: |
26 |
Popularity: |
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Stage Potential: |
10 |
Genre: |
Heavy Metal |
Owner: |
Sonata Antarctica |
First Revealed: |
4/8/2006 * Songs this old don't have an accurate release date and are considered to be revealed the same day they were composed. |
Dominant Instruments
Lead Vocals
Piano
Drums
Special Lyrics
A popular joke tells a story
of a french an english
and an italian men.
They challenged each other
in passing a night
in a castle infested
by Little Cheesy ghost.
He who would last longer
gets to win.
I was driving 60 miles per hour
to go see my baby - who wasn't there
but the engine shut down
in the middle of nowhere.
"Did you fill the radiator up?
It is cold as hell!"
"Yes."
"Did you check if the level
was between min and max?"
"Yes."
But my engine hood
is way too much engine
and not enough hood
I will light it up
- You're great dad -
with a candle made of wax - that wasn't there.
I decided then
to get in the middle of the forest
bat there wasn't a clear path there
and the fog was getting thicker.
Out of the blue I saw two bodies
lying in the grass, like dead,
but who weren't dead.
They were the inglish
and the french guys,
the ones coming from the joke.
At that point
I slipped over something
that looked to me like shit
but that shit was not.
It was a slice of bread,
with some cheese smudged over.
Lying on the grass,
I asked myself "Where am I?"
The I gave myself an answer:
"I am in a field, where I just
asked myself "Where am I?""
This is the answer
to my question: I am
in a field where I've slipped over.
Help. I'm stuck.
I'm in a vicious circle.
I'm a partner of the circle.
I was in the jokes world,
and was watching the ending
of the Little Cheesy Ghost joke,
where the italian wins
and the english and the french lose.
When I woke up I them
where the italian was - who wasn't there.
They asnwered
"When I feel like, I'll get married again.
But not now. I'll just keep my wife. My wife!"
The italian guy was gone.
Gone in another joke,
the one about a clock
that gets thrown out of a tower,
and people race to see
who gets to grab it
before it touches the ground
and gets destroyed.
[Continues]