Mr. Kaizer Hans Constanze & Meg - Kaizers Orchestra

Me går langt tilbake til de gamle dager då alt var svart-kvitt

Og alt mitt var ditt, og me brukte våre krefter på Resistansen

Mr. Kaizer, hans Constanze & meg

Og det var kjent for de fleste at Resistansen sine fester

Blei holdt bak betong, en plass som ingen visste om

Og kor det aldri blei behov for allianse

Hos Mr. Kaizer, hans Constanze & meg

Det var vodka, kalinka, rullett og kaviar

Det var krigen sett gjennom røyk av sigar

Ja, me svingte oss i valsen, det var heile Resistansen

Mr. Kaizer, hans Constanze & meg

Taket var sprengt vekk og huset stod i brann

Ute var krigen, men inne var det sang

Det var mange som blei tatt av Absolut Vodka

Det var mange som falt for absolutt polka

Ja, men dager blir til år og vinter til vår

Men en ting er som før.

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Har Resistansen fått sin renessanse

Hos Mr. Kaizer, hans Constanze & meg

Og det var meg

Og det var vodka, kalinka, rullett og kaviar

Det var krigen sett gjennom røyk av sigar

Ja, me svingte oss i valsen, det var heile Resistansen

Mr. Kaizer, hans Constanze & meg

Mr. Kaizer, hans Constanze & meg

We go far back to the old days when everything was black and white

And all mine was yours, and we used our forces on the Resistance

Mr. Kaizer, Hans Constanze & meg

And it was known to most that the Resistance's parties

Was kept behind concrete, a place no one knew about

And when there was never a need for an alliance

At Mr. Kaizer, Hans Constanze & meg

There was vodka, kalinka, roulette and caviar

It was the war seen through the smoke of cigars

Yes, we swung in the waltz, that was the whole Resistance

Mr. Kaizer, Hans Constanze & meg

The roof was blown away and the house was on fire

Outside was the war, but inside was singing

There were many who were taken by Absolut Vodka

There were many who fell for absolute polka

Yes, but days turn into years and winter into spring

But one thing is as before.

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Has the Resistance had its renaissance

At Mr. Kaizer, Hans Constanze & meg

And that was me

And there was vodka, kalinka, roulette and caviar

It was the war seen through the smoke of cigars

Yes, we swung in the waltz, that was the whole Resistance

Mr. Kaizer, Hans Constanze & meg

Mr. Kaizer, Hans Constanze & meg