Terkels Punksang - Magtens Korridorer

Stablet op på kæmpe piedestal af diplomater

Kæmper for at holde masken ren

(Boks i sætte?) engle i en (regnfuton?) parade

Larmen fra de flygtende gader

3'eren kører mod Østerbro

Og der er længere end man sku' tro

Velfærdsstatens liderlige pengenarkomaner

Stivnet i en lottofantasi

Små og bløde fuldt bedøved' lalleglade aber

Alle løber ho’det mod en mur

3'eren kører mod Østerbro …

— Arh, fuck!

Undskyld!

— Det gør ik' noed!

Stacked up on giant pedestal of diplomats

Struggling to keep the mask clean

(Box in put?) Angels in a (rain futon?) Parade

The noise of the fleeing streets

The 3rd driver drives towards Østerbro

And there is more than you might think

The horny money addicts of the welfare state

Stiffened in a lottery fantasy

Small and soft fully anesthetized 'lalleglade monkeys

Everyone runs their heads against a wall

The 3rd runs towards Østerbro…

- Arh, fuck!

Pardon!

- It does not matter!