Tommys Ponny (Bröderna Cartwright) - LOK

som en hund har du frtjnat att leva ditt liv,

du har gjort fler fel n man kan i ditt liv

en tvistad sjl fdd ur lgnens moder — se en

liten flis av tr som kommer ifrn misstagens roder

som styr vra liv, hller oss borta ifrn dig, en

pestsmittad sjl som man skall hlla ifrn sig

s slpp allt du har, gr en eriksberg, lgg dig

ner och lt mig krossa din benmrg

du r en hund som kommer krypande,

du gnyr och du gnller, du flyr som

en fitta nr det vl gller

du r s feg — att en snigel brevid dig kan knna sig bred,

du r en hund som pissar p andras

stolpar och hrn, men nr du kommer

hit s skall du f dig en trn

frn min armbge, men i skrivande

stund r du inget annat n en hund.

ditt ansikte gr mig lortig.

som en hund skall du leva ditt liv och d, som en

hund skall du leva ditt liv

like a dog you have deserved to live your life,

you have made more mistakes than you can in your life

a quarrelsome soul born of the mother of lies — see one

small chip of wood that comes from the rudder of mistakes

who rules our lives, keeps us away from you, one

plague-infected soul that one must keep away from

so drop everything you have, make an Eriksberg, lie down

down and let me crush your bone marrow

you are a dog that comes crawling,

you grow and you grunt, you flee like

a pussy no it vl gller

you are such a coward — that a snail next to you can feel wide,

you are a dog that pisses on other people

poles and hrn, but when you come

here you will get a thorn

from my elbow, but in writing

while you are nothing but a dog.

your face makes me laugh.

as a dog you shall live your life and d, as one

dog you shall live your life