Levende Billeder - Pede B, Steffen Brandt

De' ik' dig

Og du' ik' dem

Folk de bruger penge, til de får hus og hjem

For at kunne efterligne dollardansen I tossekassen

Direkte transmitteret til folkemasse klokken 18

Den her er til de unge

Ik' for at si' de dumme

Som ung må man godt være lidt sløv og fatte minimum

Og være en smule tung på bunden, som et skib på grund

Der trænger til en hånd for at kunne vende skibet rundt

Og der' ad libitum på dumhed I mediebilledet

Hvor vi ser reality og griner af gennemsnittet

Zapper over på lækre mennesker igen

Der' photoshoppet som pigerne på forsiden af F og M!

Så vi kan sms' dem på hvem vi helst vil genkende

Som gæstebartender der veksler dine penge

Vi elsker dem, men lad mig citere Vinnie P

Rigtig mange berømtheder er fede og grimme indeni

Hej, du, der derude

Hvordan sku' du kunne vide

Hvad der foregår, omme på

På den anden side

Det billede du holder op foran dig

Er som et spejl

Viser ikke dit ansigt, men

Kun de andres fejl

De' ik' dig

Og du' ik' dem

Folk bliver portrætteret som var de supermænd

Jeg skal ik' være hellig, været lige så uheldig

Da jeg var 15 hørte jeg rap og spillede smart som R. Kelly

Følte mig dedikeret

Nu' jeg desorienteret

Det' som alt det skidt er blevet virkelig poleret

Nu' der unge I TV der taler ned til dig

Hvis dit gear ik' blinger, fra tåspidser til midtfinger

Lyder hippie-agtigt, jeg lignede en b-boy

14-årig knægt I en oversized fleecetrøje

Og sige det skal være dyrt at gå I street-tøj

Er lige så god idé som tyggegummi med hvidløg

Og apropos det kan det godt være jeg' unfair

Når jeg selv kun render rundt I sponsor-wear

Vil du frem så lad ingen holde dig tilbage

Bare det at vise dig frem ikke er målet fra starten af

Planen den er let

Det bli’r overfedt

Lad os lige danne os et hurtigt overblik

Vi danser rundt til et corny hit

Og sælger dem et billede så de får det skidt

Stikker to fingre I munden på det lille hus

Vasker den grimme smag væk med mere spiritus

Lad der ik' være smag på ???

Lad dem råbe I munden på hinanden til de får tinitus

De griner imens de tumler hjælpeløse rundt

Det' ikke din smerte, men det' dig

Dig, der har ondt

De har flyttet fokus og

De har ændret perspektiv

Det du ser er en drøm

Det er ikke dit eget liv

The 'I' dig

And you 'ik' them

People they spend money on until they get house and home

To be able to imitate the dollar dance in the crazy box

Directly transmitted to the crowd at 6 p.m.

This one is for the young

I 'to say' the stupid

As a young person, you have to be a little dull and take the minimum

And be a little heavy on the bottom, like a ship due

A hand is needed to turn the ship around

And there 'ad libitum on stupidity In the media picture

Where we see reality and laugh at the average

Zapper on delicious people again

There's photoshopped like the girls on the front of F and M!

So we can text them on whoever we want to recognize

As a guest bartender who exchanges your money

We love them, but let me quote Vinnie P

A lot of celebrities are fat and ugly inside

Hi, you out there

How should you know?

What's going on, umme on

On the other hand

The image you hold up in front of you

Is like a mirror

Does not show your face, however

Only the fault of others

The 'I' dig

And you 'ik' them

People are portrayed as if they were supermen

I'm not supposed to be holy, just as unlucky

When I was 15 I heard rap and played smart like R. Kelly

Felt dedicated

Now I'm disoriented

It 'as all that shit has been really polished

Now there's young people on TV talking down to you

If your gear does not bling, from the tips of the toes to the middle finger

Sounds hippie-like, I looked like a b-boy

14-year-old kid in an oversized fleece sweater

And say it must be expensive to wear street clothes

Is just as good an idea as chewing gum with garlic

And speaking of which, it may well be I 'unfair

When I myself only run around in sponsor-wear

If you want to move forward then let no one hold you back

Just showing off is not the goal from the start

Plan it is easy

It's getting fat

Let's just get a quick overview

We dance around to a corny hit

And sell them a picture so they get it bad

Stick two fingers In the mouth of the little house

Washes the ugly taste away with more spirits

Let there be no taste ???

Let them shout at each other until they get tinnitus

They laugh as they tumble helplessly around

It's not your pain, but it's you

You who are in pain

They have shifted focus and

They have changed perspective

What you see is a dream

It's not your own life