@therightwaySiehst du, du wirfst MIR eine bescheuerte Vorstellung vor (auch dirfehlt übrigens die Fähigkeit, Ironie als solche zu erkennen, aber das nur so am Randebemerkt).
Aber hast du dir schon mal überlegt, daß DEINE Vorstellung von Leuten wiemir als "Alkohol saufenden Unholden, die alles was sie in die Finger kriegen, hemmungslosdurchnudeln" mindestens genauso bescheuert ist? Unsereinem sind eben auch andere Sachenwichtig als beispielsweise Bibel und Koran!
Und während du den Geboten deinesGottes folgst, singe ich lieber "My Way":
And now, the end is near;
Andso I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, ofwhich Im certain.
Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evryhighway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, Ivehad a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And sawit through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each carefulstep along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, Im sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
Ifaced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
Ive loved, Ive laughed andcried.
Ive had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I findit all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shyway,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.
For what is a man, what has hegot?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
Anddid it my way!Ein schönes Lied übrigens, und so ein treffenderText!
:)