MC Einar — Mette Medium (Genindspilning) song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Mette Medium (Genindspilning)" by MC Einar.
Lyrics
Mette hun var medium, sån ligger landet
Hele sit liv havde hun aldrig været andet
Hun var medium begavet, hun var medium køn
Havde et medium job med en medium løn
7−8 havde skolen ment; medium evner
25 år med medium som fællesnævner
Mette mente medium var meget for lidt
Og når det hvad man er, ja, så det knap så fedt
Fordi næstbedst er sokke, når man ved, hvad man vil
Og med pæne ben i lårkort lædernederdel
Gik hun steder, folk i læderjakker sniffer coke og hyggesnakker
Ka du komme te, BMW, slips og tyrenakker
Maksimum blær og minimillionær Dér, hvor penge var af plastic og ingen penge
værd
Og hun mænged sig med maksimum for at være det selv
Og for brutalt at slå sit medium image ihjel Og sån er det…
Mette hun var maksimum mente hun selv
Hun var færdig med sin fortid, vinked medium farvel
At bolle under sin stand med en medium mand
Ja, det en ting, som en maksimum kvinde ikke kan
Men hun blev stadigvæk behandlet som det, hun nu var
En pige fra det liv, som hun var afskrevet fra
Så Mette havde sat sig selv i en klemme
For Mette hørte ikke længer nogen steder hjemme
Var totalt faret vild i en uægte stil
Med en snyde-attitude og en uægte smil
Hver en glatnakke-playboys letkøbte legetøj
Sex og sprut og coke og fest og skidt og møg
Stakkels Mette kom til kort, hun havde kørt sig for hårdt
Hun misted sin forstand efter sjette abort
At ta ved lære var desværre svært som hun nu var endt
For Mette Medium var blevet minimum permanent Og sån er det…
Mette hun var minimum, sån ligger landet
Hvad hun så end gjorde, ku hun aldrig blie andet
Det gik fuldstændig galt og hvad ku hun gøre
Og hvad rager det os, når vi har vores på det tørre?
Lyrics translation
Mette she was medium, sån lies the country
All her life she had never been anything else
She was medium gifted, she was medium sex
Had a medium job with a medium salary
7-8 had the school meant; medium abilities
25 years with medium as common denominator
Mette thought medium was much too little
And when it what you are, yeah, it didn't look so cool
Because second best is socks when you know what you want
And with nice legs in the thigh short leather skirt
She went places, people in leather jackets sniffing coke and socializing
Can you come tea, BMW, ties and turrets
Maximum Show and minimillionaire where money was made of plastic and no money
worth
And she quantity herself with maximum to be it herself
And to brutally kill his medium image and then it is…
Mette she was the maximum she meant herself
She was done with her past, waving medium goodbye
To fuck under his stand with a medium man
Yes, it a thing that a maximum woman can not
But she was still treated like what she was now
A girl from the life from which she was written off
So Mette had put himself in a pinch
For Mette no longer belonged anywhere at home
Was totally lost in an illegitimate style
With a cheating attitude and a fake smile
Every smoothneck-playboys easy-bought toy
Sex and booze and coke and party and shit and shit
Poor Mette fell short, she had driven herself too hard
She lost her mind after the sixth abortion
Learning was unfortunately difficult as she had now ended
For Mette Medium had become minimum permanent and sån it is…
Mette she was minimum, sån lies the country
Whatever she did, she could never be anything else
It went completely wrong and what could she do
And what do we care when we have ours on the dry?