Plenklyppar'n - Hellbillies

Me ha ei plen me kalle tun ifr lva og burtt bu’n.

Der sl me graset av og te, lj’n fr sekstitre.

Men I fjor vart graset nkso langt, far min fann 'kji bryne.

Og mor mi sprang og masa sttt: Nei, no m’ru klyppe plen!

Dermed kjpte’n ein Jonsered, ein bevpna, flat moped.

Den starta med eit byks og eit jvlig brak.

Detta der va ein skummel sak!

Og so barst det te so spruten stod.

Far min prvde halde.

Det gikk so kvist og smstein fauk, I ei sky t bl eksos!

No plen som ein skamklypt sau.

No katta te nabo’n dau.

No venstre skotupp t.

No naggel’n p fingen bl.

No far min klar te sl.

Kor pokkern 're bremsa sit, gaula far min so redd og kvit.

Det small t stl imot ein stein.

Syste mi sat og grein.

Men so fekk 'n meirsom vridd’n te beint mot lveveggji.

Det vart ein kraftig kollisjon, og alt brket stilna v.

No far min klar te sl.

No far min klar te sl.

We have a lawn that we call tun if the river and we take away the bu'n.

There we cut the grass and tea, lj'n fr sixty-three.

But last year the grass was too long, my father found 'kji bryne.

And my mother ran and shouted: No, no m'ru pinch lawn!

So they bought a Jonsered, an armed, flat moped.

It started with a bang and a loud crash.

This was a scary thing!

And so the tea poured as the splash stood.

My father tried.

It went so twig and smstein fauk, In a cloud t bl exhaust!

No lawn like a shamefaced sheep.

No katta te nabo'n dau.

No left shoe tip t.

Now the nail on the finger, etc.

Now my father ready tea sl.

When the devil stopped, my father was so scared and angry.

It crashed against a rock.

My sister sat and branched.

But then I got more like I twisted my leg against the lion's wall.

There was a heavy collision, and everything broke the silence.

Now my father ready tea sl.

Now my father ready tea sl.