Kalifornia - Kaizers Orchestra

Røyke sigar, snakke om mitt liv

Tar av meg hatten og eg tar deg ditt liv

Ingen tålmodighet mi tid er hellig

Eg kan alle triks i boka, du kan læra di

Me ska drikke Absinth i lag, begge blir nervevrak

Og minst en av oss ikkje ser land

For han er pasient og kamerat, diagnose og fylleprat

Alle teoriar holder vann

Drøm om Kalifornia, drøm om Kalifornia

Min sjel har fått sår, eg ga deg dine beste år

For eg har hørt de trur ikkje på Gud

De bryr seg kun om koss de ser ut

Motivet er alltid skjult, de psyker deg ut, lyge og slår deg ut

Og du, det erkje som du sku tru, du kankje bare snu

(Du e aleina) Mer enn du beregna

Han tie og nikke, snakker kun med blikket

Det er aldri et sekund han e i tvil

For han er ditt patronat, du spiser frå hans fat

Du har fått en satans bra deal

Gløm om Kalifornia, bare gløm om Kalifornia

Min sjel har fått sår, eg ga deg dine beste år

For du, du trur ikkje på Gud.

Røyke sigar og snakke om mitt liv

Tar av meg hatten og eg tar deg ditt liv

Ingen tålmodighet mi tid er hellig

Eg kan alle triks i boka, du kan læra di

Om du går mod din egen familie

Ska me drikka Absinth og diskutera det

Du skakje reisa du, det her er svik

E du nysgjerrig vil du veta om du ser godt ut som lik

Du knekke lett som ei fyrstikka

Bomdiddibombom, eg har revolvara

Ser deg nok kjenner deg og dina

Skal me røyge fredspipe eller slåkka'an.

Smoking a cigar, talking about my life

Take off my hat and I'll take your life

No patience in my time is sacred

I know all the tricks in the book, you can learn yours

We'll drink Absinthe in teams, both become nerve wrecks

And at least one of us does not see land

For he is patient and comrade, diagnosis and drunkenness

All theories hold water

Dream of California, dream of California

My soul is wounded, I gave you your best years

For I have heard they do not believe in God

They only care about the kiss they look like

The motive is always hidden, they psyche you out, lie and knock you out

And you, it's not like you're true, you can just turn around

(You are alone) More than you calculate

He is silent and nods, talking only with his eyes

There is never a second he is in doubt

For he is your patronage, you eat from his dish

You've got a damn good deal

Forget about California, just forget about California

My soul is wounded, I gave you your best years

For you, you do not believe in God.

Smoking a cigar and talking about my life

Take off my hat and I'll take your life

No patience in my time is sacred

I know all the tricks in the book, you can learn yours

Whether you are going against your own family

Let's drink Absinthe and discuss it

You shake you travel, this is betrayal

If you are curious, you will know if you look good as a corpse

You crack easily like a match

Bomdiddibombom, I have revolvara

See you probably know you and yours

Shall we smoke peace pipe or slakka'an.