Rocco - Kim Larsen

Da han var tyve år, var han så cool og hård, ja-ja

Købte speed på kredit og leved' på en banegård

Han var både trækkerdreng og hennafarvet fotomodel, ja-ja

Og ingen sku' fortælle ham

Om pigerne i Amsterdam, for han ku' det hele selv

Så tog han ud til Tibet og leved' som asket, ju-hu

Og spilled' på jødeharpe for de hellige i Katmandu

Og gik på line, til de tigged' ham om at komme ned igen, ja-ja

Men de snakker sgu om fyren endnu

De snakker sgu om fyren endnu i Katmandu

Oh helledusseda, hvor ham Rocco han ka', ja-ja

Hundred og tyve kilometer i timen på sin Yamaha

Det endte selvfølgelig med, han slog sig halvt ihjel, ja-ja

Men han gør det nok en skønne dag igen

Han gør det nok en skønne dag igen alligevel

Det endte selvfølgelig med, han slog sig halvt ihjel, ja-ja

Men han gør det nok en skønne dag igen

Han gør det nok en skønne dag igen

Han gør det nok en skønne dag igen alligevel

When he was twenty years old, he was so cool and tough, yeah-yeah

Bought speed on credit and lived in a railway station

He was both a drag boy and a henna-stained photo model, yes-yes

And no one was going to tell him

About the girls in Amsterdam, because he knew it all himself

Then he went out to Tibet and lived as an ascetic, ju-hu

And played the jew's harp for the saints in Kathmandu

And walked on the line until they begged him to come back down, yes-yes

But they're still talking about the guy

They are still talking about the guy in Kathmandu

Oh helledusseda, where him Rocco he ka', yes-yes

One hundred and twenty kilometers per hour on his Yamaha

Of course, he ended up half killing himself, yes-yes

But he will probably do it again one fine day

He'll probably do it again one beautiful day anyway

Of course, he ended up half killing himself, yes-yes

But he will probably do it again one fine day

He will probably do it again one fine day

He'll probably do it again one beautiful day anyway