Swedish Lyrics
Vi ÃĪr barn av vÃĨr tidÃr du rÃĪdd fÃķr ditt eget barnLilla mamma...?VÃĨra tidsfÃķrdrivVÃĨra tidsfÃķrdrivÃr att slÃĨ pensionÃĪrer pÃĨ kÃĪftenEller hurLilla mamma...?Vaktbolagen kommer snartDÃĨ blir det en jÃĪvla fartDom har betalt fÃķr att jaga ungarGÃĨrden ÃĪr stÃĪngd fÃķr lÃĪnde senSnuten jagar tonÃĨrsgÃĪngNatten ÃĪr sÃĨ hÃĨrdFÃķr betongens kungarVi ÃĪr barn av vÃĨr tidVi ÃĪr barn av vÃĨr tidÃr du rÃĪdd fÃķr ditt eget barnLilla mamma...?Thinnertrasan vandrar mellan husenThinnertrasan tÃĪnder alla ljusenThinnertrasan tar migTill ett annat landDÃĪr jag kan vara en hÃķghus babySÃĪga till tjejen att, mabye...SÃĨ kan vi segla pÃĨ molnen tillsammansCome on my darlingVi glÃķmmer allt annatFarsan sitter hemma framfÃķr TV:nMorsan sitter antagligen breveLika bra att ta sig ner till EPA:s torgDÃĪr kan vi lÃĨta betongen gunga!Gasa och sniffa och flumma!DÃĪr kan vi segla pÃĨ molnen tillsammans!Come on my darlingVi glÃķmmer allt annat!Kom igen lilla SvenssonSÃĪtta hÃĨrt mot hÃĨrtÃr vÃĨran stilHatar du ossSÃĨ hatar vi digBetong feeling!Ãdmjuka brackaSom bugar fÃķr ÃķverhetenDu skickar snuten pÃĨ ungarSen sover du snÃĪlltI borgarsmetenBlev du rÃĪdd nu din fega fanFÃķr ditt eget barn???Jag vet att du sliter varje dag pÃĨ fabrikenMen om det ska gÃĨ ut Ãķver mig sÃĨ blir jag besviken!FÃķr vi ÃĪr inte snÃĪllaVi krachar systemets fÃķnsterInte husses hundInga krypande svassande mÃķnsterBlev du rÃĪdd nuDin fega fanFÃķr ditt egen barn...?Det enda du kommer pÃĨSy in din son pÃĨ en kÃĨkVissla pÃĨ en snutlakejSÃĨ kommer dom och hÃĪmtar mejMedan borgarasen flinarÃ
t hur jobbardrÃĪggen svinarFarsanTÃĪnk till!Vad ÃĪr det du vill???!DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!
DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!
Vi ÃĪr barn av vÃĨr tidÃr du rÃĪdd fÃķr ditt eget barnLilla mamma...?VÃĨra tidsfÃķrdrivVÃĨra tidsfÃķrdrivÃr att slÃĨ pensionÃĪrer pÃĨ kÃĪftenEller hurLilla mamma...?Vaktbolagen kommer snartDÃĨ blir det en jÃĪvla fartDom har betalt fÃķr att jaga ungarGÃĨrden ÃĪr stÃĪngd fÃķr lÃĪnde senSnuten jagar tonÃĨrsgÃĪngNatten ÃĪr sÃĨ hÃĨrdFÃķr betongens kungarVi ÃĪr barn av vÃĨr tidVi ÃĪr barn av vÃĨr tidÃr du rÃĪdd fÃķr ditt eget barnLilla mamma...?Thinnertrasan vandrar mellan husenThinnertrasan tÃĪnder alla ljusenThinnertrasan tar migTill ett annat landDÃĪr jag kan vara en hÃķghus babySÃĪga till tjejen att, mabye...SÃĨ kan vi segla pÃĨ molnen tillsammansCome on my darlingVi glÃķmmer allt annatFarsan sitter hemma framfÃķr TV:nMorsan sitter antagligen breveLika bra att ta sig ner till EPA:s torgDÃĪr kan vi lÃĨta betongen gunga!Gasa och sniffa och flumma!DÃĪr kan vi segla pÃĨ molnen tillsammans!Come on my darlingVi glÃķmmer allt annat!Kom igen lilla SvenssonSÃĪtta hÃĨrt mot hÃĨrtÃr vÃĨran stilHatar du ossSÃĨ hatar vi digBetong feeling!Ãdmjuka brackaSom bugar fÃķr ÃķverhetenDu skickar snuten pÃĨ ungarSen sover du snÃĪlltI borgarsmetenBlev du rÃĪdd nu din fega fanFÃķr ditt eget barn???Jag vet att du sliter varje dag pÃĨ fabrikenMen om det ska gÃĨ ut Ãķver mig sÃĨ blir jag besviken!FÃķr vi ÃĪr inte snÃĪllaVi krachar systemets fÃķnsterInte husses hundInga krypande svassande mÃķnsterBlev du rÃĪdd nuDin fega fanFÃķr ditt egen barn...?Det enda du kommer pÃĨSy in din son pÃĨ en kÃĨkVissla pÃĨ en snutlakejSÃĨ kommer dom och hÃĪmtar mejMedan borgarasen flinarÃ
t hur jobbardrÃĪggen svinarFarsanTÃĪnk till!Vad ÃĪr det du vill???!DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!
DOM BURAR IN DINA EGNA BARN!
English Lyrics
We are children of our timeAre you afraid of your own childLittle mom ...?Our pastimesOur pastimesIs to beat retirees in the mouthRightLittle mom ...?The security companies are coming soonThen it's going to be a fucking speedThey paid to hunt youngThe farm is closed for a long timeThe cop chases teenage gangsThe night is so hardFor the kings of concreteWe are children of our timeWe are children of our timeAre you afraid of your own childLittle mom ...?Thinnertrasan walks between the housesThe Thinner cloth lights all the candlesThinnertrasan takes meTo another countryWhere I can be a high-rise babyTell the girl that, mabye ...How we can sail on the clouds togetherCome on my darlingWe forget everything elseDad is sitting at home in front of the TVMom is probably sitting lettersEqually good to get down to the EPA squareThere we can let the concrete swing!Gas and sniff and fluff!There we can sail on the clouds together!Come on my darlingWe forget everything else!Come on, little SvenssonPut hard against hardIs our styleDo you hate usHow we hate youConcrete feeling!Humble barracksWho bow to the governmentYou send the cops to kidsThen you sleep wellI borgarsmetenWere you scared now your cowardly fanFor your own child ???I know you toil every day at the factoryBut if it's going to hurt me, I'm going to be disappointed!Because we are not kindWe crash the system windowNot a house dogNo creeping swarming patternsWere you scared nowDin fega fanFor your own child ...?The only thing you can think ofSew your son on a full houseWhistle on a snout lakeSo they come and pick me upWhile the bourgeoisie grinsTo how the jobbard dredge sucksFarsanThink!What is it that you want???!THEY CARRY YOUR OWN CHILDREN!THEY CARRY YOUR OWN CHILDREN!
THEY CARRY YOUR OWN CHILDREN!
THEY CARRY YOUR OWN CHILDREN!