Shu-Bi-Dua — Medley (Krig Og Fred, 10 ? -> Tina, Kære Lone, Knuden) song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Medley (Krig Og Fred, 10 ? -> Tina, Kære Lone, Knuden)" by Shu-Bi-Dua.

Lyrics

Det' ikke alle og enhver, der ka' blive funktionær
Men Madsen sidder i banken
Han er første kasserer, hva' vil man egentlig mer'
Oven på pengetanken?
Madsen, Madsen, stjæl af kassen
Ellers bli’r du aldrig fri
Glid fra konen, glem pensionen
Lav et simpelt tyveri
Det kogte inde i hans hjerne
Hans øjne blev blanke og hans tanke fjern
Krig og fred, kærlighed, kokosnødder og kildevand
Tropesol, liggestol, lumumba i det varme sand
Da næste morgen kom, var Madsens kasse tom
Han havde skudt papegøjen
Og nu var han fri og fløj med DC-10
Han var blevet forfløjen
Madsen, Madsen gi' den gassen
Interpol er efter dig
Pas på ryggen, lev i skyggen
Selvom du bli’r meget bleg
Men han var skide ligeglad
For der var masser af sjusser og masser af mad, og
Krig og fred, kærlighed, kokosnødder og kildevand
Tropesol, liggestol, lumumba i det varme sand
Krig og fred, kærlighed, kokosnødder og kildevand
Tropesol, liggestol, lumumba i det varme sand
10? → Tina
Vi ved hvordan, hun godt ser ud
Masser af hår og silkegylden hud
Modne frugter her og der
Store, hvide tænder og små pikante tæer
Øjne der er dybe og blå
Men hva' tænker hun egentlig på?
Vi ved så lidt om Tina Kjær
Vi vil så gerne vide lidt mer'
Har du haft en beostær, Tina Kjær?
Boede du på Blegdamsvej?
Og da din mor var ung, ligned' hun så dig?
Eller fik du din facon af far?
For så har han sgu været en rigtig go' cigar
Var skolen ikke så sjov?
Og hva' hed ham, der fik lov?
Vi ved så lidt om Tina Kjær
Vi vil så gerne vide lidt mer'
Ka' du godt li' flæskesvær, Tina Kjær?
Kære Lone
Kære Lone, jeg elsker din krop
Fra den lægger sig på sengen, og lige til den står op
Den har buler, men det gør ikke noget
For der er nemlig en mening med alle de buler, den har fået
Der' de øverste (ih, du godeste)
Hvor lille Bubber får mælk (hold da ferie, i et badeland)
Og de nederste (herre jemini)
Hvor jeg kør' på kælk
Kære Lone, du' stanggenial
(Det sagde hun ogs' i går)
Og hvis du ændrer på faconen
Bli’r farmand edderman’me spedal
Linealer (Eufropokades)
Er ikke lige noget for mig (Pytotagoras, Gustav Winkeljern)
Næh, ovaler (hvalen Hvalborg)
De klæ'r en pige som dig
Kære Lone, du' stanggenial
(Det sagde hun ogs' i går)
Og hvis du ændrer på faconen
Bli’r farmand edderman’me spedal
Ja, ja, ja, ja, hvis du ændrer på faconen
Bli’r du solgt til en midtfynsk kannibal
Knuden
Jeg er en kedelig mand
Selvom man gør, hva' man kan
Og når jeg holder fester
Så kommer der ingen gæster
Og hva' ska' man gøre ved det?
Jeg bor til leje hos mor (hva' er det, han siger?)
Jeg bor til leje hos mor
Hun har masser af rynker
Det knirker, når hun synker
Og hva' ska' man gøre ved det?
Man sku' se ud som
Ham der Rock Hudson
Men jeg hedder Knud, er lavet af Gud
Så jeg ser almindelig ud
Jeg er en kedelig Knud
Når jeg kommer ind, så går blomsterne ud
Jeg har fundet en pige
Vi' lige kedelige
Og hva' ska' man gøre ved det?
Man sku' se ud som
Ham der Rock Hudson
Men jeg hedder Knud, er lavet af Gud
Så jeg ser almindelig ud

Lyrics translation

Not everyone can become an official
But Madsen is in the bank
He's the first treasurer, what do you really want more
On top of the money tank?
Madsen, Madsen, steal from the box
Or you'll never be free
Slip from the wife, forget about the pension
Make a simple theft
It cooked inside his brain
His eyes became blank and his thought removed
War and peace, love, coconuts and spring water
Tropical sun, sun lounger, lumumba in the warm sand
When the next morning came, Madsen's box was empty
He had shot the parrot
And now he was free and flew with the DC-10
He had become the front wing
Madsen, Madsen give it the gas
Interpol is after you
Watch your back, live in the shade
Even if you turn very pale
But he didn't give a shit
Because there was lots of fun and lots of food, and
War and peace, love, coconuts and spring water
Tropical sun, sun lounger, lumumba in the warm sand
War and peace, love, coconuts and spring water
Tropical sun, sun lounger, lumumba in the warm sand
10? → Tina
We know how she looks
Lots of hair and silky skin
Ripe fruits here and there
Big, white teeth and small piquant toes
Eyes that are deep and blue
But what's she really thinking?
We know so little about Tina Kjær
We would like to know more
Have you had a beostær, Tina Kjær?
Did you live on Blegdamsvej?
And when your mother was young, did she look like you?
Or did Dad give you your way?
Because then he's been a real good cigar
Wasn't school that fun?
And what was his name?
We know so little about Tina Kjær
We would like to know more
Do you like pork rinds, Tina Kjær?
Dear Lone
Dear Lone, I love your body
From it lay down on the bed, and right until it gets up
It has dents, but it does not matter
Because there's a meaning to all the dents it's got
There ' the top (oh, my God)
How little Bubber gets milk (holy holiday, in a water park)
And the lower ones (Lord jemini)
Where I run ' on toboggan
Dear Lone, you're stanggenial
(She also said that yesterday)
And if you change the shape
Daddy edderman me leper
Rulers (Eufropokades)
Is not exactly something for me (Pytotagoras, Gustav Winkeljern)
Nah, ovals (hvalen Hvalborg)
They dress a girl like you
Dear Lone, you're stanggenial
(She also said that yesterday)
And if you change the shape
Daddy edderman me leper
Yes, yes, yes, yes, if you change the shape
Are you sold to a midfielder cannibal
The knot
I'm a boring man
Even if you do what you can
And when I have parties
Then there will be no guests
And what should you do about it?
I live for rent with Mom (what's he saying?)
I live for rent with mom
She has lots of wrinkles
It creaks when she sinks
And what should you do about it?
You should look like
That Rock Hudson
But my name is Canute, is made by God
So I look ordinary
I'm a boring Knud
When I get in, the flowers go out
I found a girl
We're just boring
And what should you do about it?
You should look like
That Rock Hudson
But my name is Canute, is made by God
So I look ordinary