When so much is going on in my head music saves me, I go through many what I call musical moods in a day and can literally go from listening to opera to Metallica – all depends what is lurking in the mass that is my brain!  Here is what is playing at the moment, its a sing out song… a funny story… last year on the way to work we were listening to the radio and they had dedications so this kid comes on and says “do you guys perhaps have this wicked new band called Nirvana?” there was silence on the the radio side and the guy just giggled and said sure mate here you go and if you want the other albums just shout … naturally I just cracked up… kinda shows my age this song in a way! Enjoy 🙂

Come as you are, as you were, as I want you to be.
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up, the choice is yours, don’t be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria

Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach, as I want you to be.
As a trend, as a friend, as a old memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria

Chorus:
Well I swear that I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun

–Instrumental–

Memoria… Memoria… Memoria… Memoria…

Chorus:
And I swear that I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
No, I don’t have a gun
(Memoria…Memoria….)