A keresés eredménye

Moped-moustache

I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I don't wear a watch,
got nowhere I have to be.
I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I roll up some small ones
and am packed up now.
 
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
 
Wind ruffling my clothes,
birds singing in the distance.
Holding a steady fifty-five,
that's more than enough and plenty.
I have no curfew,
the last tram goes by.
The Tempo whooshes freely,
I sing this melody.
 
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarar
 
I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I don't wear a watch,
got nowhere I have to be.
I ride at high speed,
with a moped-moustache.
I roll up some small ones
and am packed up now.
 
ararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
bararabarara-bararabarara
bara--
 

Conch

I only this, I only that1
I only sat there in a bad mood feeling tired
Everyone here wants to talk
It's for the best that I'm quiet
For the best that I'm tame
If everyone here is wild
 
You can easily enough forget
What makes you happy
The voice of the voiceless
And what it never said
Every single weekday
What do you dream about then?
Every freest day off
What do you run away from then?
 
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
 
Everybody here wants to say something
But no one here wants to listen
Everybody here want to be something
But no one will be anything useful
I'm good at talking
But don't have anything to say
Because all that talk
It doesn't matter
 
You can easily enough forget
What makes you happy
The voice of the voiceless
And what it never said
Every single weekday
What do you dream about then?
Every freest day off
What do you run away from then?
 
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
 
I only this, I only that
One man's trash
Is another man's treasure
Because no one here can stop
You from just leaving
For a holiday in your mind
See you soon, good bye!
 
You can easily enough forget
What makes you happy
The voice of the voiceless
And what it never said
Every single weekday
What do you dream about then?
Every freest day off
What do you run away from then?
 
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
 

• 1. 'Ditt og datt' means 'this and that', but 'datt' in this case might as well mean 'fell'