Ingen Steder - Pede B

For andre er det to personer i en grim sofa

Pizzarester i pizzabakker, cigaretter og flad cola

For andre er det bare en søndagskliche

Forudsigelig som børne-tv, men vi lukker bare ørerne for det

Men for mig lige nu, var det den vej vi sku'

For at sæt punktum for en skrækkelig uge

Set et par kameler, der var seje at slug'

Mennesker ville find mig og slå mig itu

Rummet og den sofa jeg sidder i

Er for mig lige nu en bid af himmerrige

Specielt fordi den lille pige

Ved siden af var ved at gør det hele forbi

Den slags tanker kan spænde lidt ben

Og ulykker, de kommer sjældent alen'

En baner vej for det næste problem

Jeg er glad for jeg netop ikke endte alen'

Vi så langt væk, man kan kom' fra villa, vovse, Volvo

Og Netflix virker ikke, for der er minus på min konto

Men hvis byen eksploderer, før aftenen den er slut

Var jeg glad for at jeg endte her.

Mit allersidste minut

Selvom det er elendigt vejr, og folk de siger at enden er nær

Det ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil være.

Ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil

være

Mit mund er som et askebæger, mit tøj ligner noget fra glemte sager

Det ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil være.

Ikke nogen steder jeg heller' vil

være

For andre er det bare endnu en regnvejsdag

Hvor triste skyer med vilde byger hidsigt fyrer frem og tilbage

En, to trætte skygger føler sig gamle som amagerhylder

Brug for en smule hvile, der kan afløse mit tankemylder

Min ven er smuttet, og jeg håber på

Han kan holde sig op og ikk gå i stå

Kunne ikke blive i KBH

Om han kommer hjem igen det er så som så

Skal nok gå, han er en hærdet typ'

Ville være sindssygt, hvis han lært' at lyt'

Tingene de er, som de er, skidt pyt

Lige nu ville jeg i hvert fald ikk' bytt'

Nogen ville sige, at vi to er en dårlig combo

Men så har de nok aldrig prøvet at blande gin med cocio

Så hvis byen eksploderer, før aftenen den er slut

Var jeg glad for at jeg endte her.

Mit allersidste minut

For others, there are two people in an ugly sofa

Pizza leftovers in pizza trays, cigarettes and flat cola

For others, it's just a Sunday cliché

Predictable as a children's TV, but we're just closing our ears to it

But for me right now, that was the way we should '

To put an end to a horrible week

Seen a couple of camels that were cool to swallow '

People would find me and break me

The room and the sofa I'm sitting in

Is for me right now a bit of heavenly

Especially because the little girl

Next door was about to make it all over

Those kinds of thoughts can strain a little leg

And accidents, they rarely come alone '

Paves the way for the next problem

I'm glad I just did not end up alone '

We saw as far away as you can get 'from villa, doggie, Volvo

And Netflix does not work, because there is a minus in my account

But if the city explodes before the evening it's over

I was glad I ended up here.

My very last minute

Even though it's miserable weather and people they say the end is near

It's not anywhere I want to be either.

Not anywhere I want to either

be

My mouth is like an ashtray, my clothes look like something from forgotten things

It's not anywhere I want to be either.

Not anywhere I want to either

be

For others, it's just another rainy day

Where sad clouds with wild showers furiously fire back and forth

One, two tired shadows feel old as amager shelves

Need a little rest that can relieve my thoughts

My friend has slipped and I hope so

He can hold up and not stop

Could not stay in KBH

If he comes home again it's so-so

Should probably go, he is a hardened type '

Would be insane if he learned 'to listen'

The things they are, as they are, shit pyt

Right now at least I did not want to 'swap'

Someone would say that the two of us are a bad combo

But then they have probably never tried to mix gin with cocio

So if the city explodes before the evening it's over

I was glad I ended up here.

My very last minute