Malk De Koijn — Jernskjorten song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Jernskjorten" by Malk De Koijn.
Lyrics
Blev skudt ud af min mor
En stor knejt en våd 3. oktober — en verdens erobrer
Fra 72, var allerede pervers og i syv sind
Stak den ind hvor den end ku' komme ind
Snothamrende forvirret
Snothamrende vild med piger
Og deres fnis og flirt ku' pirre
Mig til at te som en klovn der var dobbelt dum
Min bror sagde jeg lavede sære bevægelser naar jeg sov — hvorfor mon?
I huset hvor man lærer blev det hele bare værre
De sagde jeg blev særere og særere
Men havde det bare herre
Fra gymnastik til myrestik til stiv …
Trykked' mig op ad alle de ting der brummer lidt
Man mente at normale drengestreger ville være sundt
Men havde det bedst når jeg rev pigerne fra vejen
Og deres dukker rundt
Forældre gloede ondt når deres søde døtre gik kl. 12
For at spørge «skal vi spille bold?»
«Ja, helt klart vi skal bolle»
Hun var mere fræk end hun så ud
Med sort hår, nougathud, plasterbriller
— hun var lige blevet elleve og sagde jeg selv ku' vælge
Hvor tungen den sku' ind
Jeg sagde «indersiden af min kind»
Det killed' i min pind
Sommerfugle i maven da vi lagde os i haven for at snærve
Jeg var ni somre da hun pudsede mine blommer
Og stak sin haand i mine fløjlslommer
Ude på vejen spilled' vi Ost — Jorden rundt — Rund — Lang — Stik ball
Når vi kom ind i hulen var det kusse og pik ball
Ja — ude på vejen spilled' vi Ost — Jorden rundt etc
Men inde på hylden var der frit valg
Jeg fik hende ind i mit legehus
Spillede Puf den lille drage
Forelsket for første gang men røg ned med et …
Men jeg var først op i den kage og nu' der kun krummer tilbage
Hun gjorde mig dum da hun sagde «læn dig tilbage»
Og sutted' mit flag
Næste dag var jeg lam i låget — ville ha' noget — som en hunzi
Men hun sagde «jeg vil heller' lig' nede i min kælder og slik' på Nillers
frikadeller …»
På med jernskjorten!
Under sengen i mit kammer fik jeg mere end en krammer
Mens min mor og far i stuen sad lærte jeg af pornoblad
Hvordan den søde kløe kradses så det klatter
I en bule ind' i hulen sammen med naboens datter
Vi søgte uset land helt uden at vide hvad
Man sku' bruge den slags til men vi var ligeglade
Vi havde ikke vær't i bad jeg husker at hun ikke ligefrem lugted' af mad
— men af fjumset numse på et fad
Men så længe at det ikke lig’frem stinker
Tænder det sirenen i grenen og den blinker
Døren sprang op og jeg hørt' min fatter skrig' og sige
«Stop det pilleri» og forlangte respekt for husets hieraki
Og sagde at hun ikk' ku' bli' fordi
Den slags ka' man ikk' dig når man ikk' en gang er ti — hi hi hihi hi
Ha haha ha — så sir' vi det far
Vi leged' Bill og Monica med choko-cigar
Og den blev asket, jeg følte mig helt basket
Min fatter fik en næse — der passed' til hans kasket
Som en infantil Neil Armstrong var jeg første mand eller dreng på skanken
— nu sidder hun i banken
På med jernskjorten!
Lyrics translation
Got shot out of my mom
A big knejt a wet 3. October — a world conqueror
From 72, was already perverted and in seven minds
Stuck it in wherever it could get in
Fucking confused
Fucking crazy about girls
And their giggling and flirtation
Me to tea like a clown who was doubly stupid
My brother said I made strange movements when I slept-why?
In the house where you learn it all just got worse
They said I became weirder and weirder
But had it just Lord
From gymnastics to anthill to rigid …
Pressed me up on all the things that buzz a little
It was believed that normal pranks would be healthy
But I felt better when I tore the girls off the road
And their dolls around
Parents glared hurt when their sweet daughters went at. 12
To ask " Shall we play ball?»
"Yes, definitely we're going to fuck»
She was more naughty than she looked
With black hair, Nougat skin, goggles
- she had just turned eleven and said I could choose
Where the tongue it was supposed to go
I said " the inside of my cheek»
It killed ' in my stick
Butterflies in the stomach when we lay down in the garden to snarl
I was nine summers when she plastered my plums
And stuck his hand in my velvet pockets
Out on the road we played cheese-Round-Round-long-stick ball
When we got into the cave it was pussy and Cock ball
Yes - out on the road we played cheese-around the world etc
But inside the shelf there was free choice
I got her into my playhouse
Played poof the Little Dragon
In love for the first time but went down with a …
But I was first up in the cake and now ' there only crumbs left
She made me stupid when she said " sit back»
And sutted ' my flag
The next day I was paralyzed-wanted something-like a hunzi
But she said "I'd rather' lie 'down in my basement and candy' on Nillers
meatballs …»
Put on the Iron Shirt!
Under the bed in my chamber I got more than one hugger
While my mom and dad were sitting in the living room I learned from porn magazines
How the sweet itch is scratched so that it blobs
In a dent into the cave together with the neighbor's daughter
We searched unseen land completely without knowing what
You had to use that stuff, but we didn't care
We didn't have to shower I remember she didn't exactly smelled ' of food
- but out of goofy butt on a platter
But as long as it doesn't stink
Does it turn on the siren in the branch and it flashes
The door sprang up and I heard 'my fat man scream' and say
"Stop the pillery" and demanded respect for the House hieraki
And said she couldn't stay because
You don't like that when you're not even ten-hi hi hi hi
Ha haha ha - So sir'vi it Dad
We played ' Bill and Monica with choko cigar
And it got ashy, I felt like I was all fucked up
My dad got a nose-that suited ' to his cap
As an infantile Neil Armstrong I was first man or boy on the shank
- now she's in the bank
Put on the Iron Shirt!