Chris & Tania - Peter Sommer

Chris har slået stregen til sit eget hus

Tania hjalp når der skulle hentes øller

Nu henter hun et plaster til en tømmerlus

Som Chris har fået af Helge Adam Møller

Det gør os ondt hr. politibetjent men vi har lænket os til en drøm

Du gør dit job hr. politibetjent, du sætter staden en stol for døren

Stjæler blomster fra blomsterbørn

Chris han trygler: Tania lad os blive på staden

Som selv vorherre mener bør bevares

Folketinget ser helst vi bliver sat på gaden

Når vi er væk så ved de hvor de har os

Det gør os ondt hr. politibetjent men vi har lænket os til en drøm

Du gør dit job hr. politibetjent, du sætter staden en stol for døren

Det gør os ondt hr. politibetjent men vi har lænket os til en drøm

Du gør dit job hr. politibetjent, du sætter staden en stol for døren

Stjæler blomster fra blomsterbørn

Chris has drawn the line to his own house

Tania helped when picking up beers

Now she's picking up a patch for a lice

As Chris has received from Helge Adam Møller

It hurts us, Mr. Police officer, but we have chained ourselves to a dream

You're doing your job, sir, you're putting a chair in front of the city

Steals flowers from flower children

Chris he begs: Tania let's stay in town

Which even our Lord believes should be preserved

The Folketing prefers to see us put on the street

When we're gone they know where they have us

It hurts us, Mr. Police officer, but we have chained ourselves to a dream

You're doing your job, sir, you're putting a chair in front of the city

It hurts us, Mr. Police officer, but we have chained ourselves to a dream

You're doing your job, sir, you're putting a chair in front of the city

Steals flowers from flower children