Gramsespektrum — Bademestrenes Storhedstid song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Bademestrenes Storhedstid" by Gramsespektrum.
Lyrics
Hvide bukser en kittel der var krid hvid
Hvid træsko den tid det var sgu' en fed tid
Dengang du og jeg slog vores navne fast
Jeg var svømmehallens Donnie Brasco
Det var os to der gjorde folks svømmeudflugt til en fiasko
Hvis folk spilled' op til dans og pop så sagde vi stop
Hertil og ikke længere
Alle vidste det var os der styred' dette her bassin
Når vi så på dem med øjne der kunne dræbe
Og få folk til at flæbe
Eller vi holdt dem fast i bademestergreb hvis de havde glemt at bruge sæbe
Og vi måtte slæbe dem ud i bad igen
Når vi ville ha' det skægt så fandt vi nogle piger der sprang på hovedet på det
lave
Trued' dem med karantæne hvis de nægtede at snave
De fik en tungeslasker eller en maveplasker
Fra en vippe de ku' selv vælge
Hva' så - vil du drukne eller vil du kneppe
Det hjalp ikke at flippe ud og blive gal
For Glenn og jeg havde vores eget sæt ordensregler — Spasser!
Jeg var den slags bademester der var ligeglad om det var glade gæster
Svømmehallens forpester jeg fortæller dig mester
Det er mig du ikke tester
Sådan lå landet
Blandt andet hvis folk de pissed' i vandet
Så blev jeg forbandet de fik et par på hovedet og
På panden
«Alle med brune elastikbånd, skal nu op af vandet» — det var i den fuckin'
svømmehal dengang
Og jeg håber det bli’r min tur igen
Til at ligge på lur igen i den dur min ven
Da folk de var bange for Glenn
Så var det simpelthen tider
-lige indtil
Den dag jeg havde røget tjald
En nøgen dreng ignorered' mit kald
Han måtte ikke løbe i svømmehallen
Jeg stak ham et par på skallen og en over nallen
— hva' skete der så?
Han hed Niels eller Peter tolv år
Så vidt jeg husker en lille nar med Hummel badebukser
Ignorered' mine instrukser
Men fluks så stod jeg klar til ordne den lille nar
Jeg sagde:" fuck din mor, fuck din far"
Og da jeg havde gjort det klart så sagde jeg:
«klick, klick (ladegreb)» — «Bloap, bloap, bloap, bloap»
Lyrics translation
White pants a coat that was chalk white
White clogs the time it was a hell of a time
When you and I stuck our names
I was Donnie Brasco of the swimming pool
It was you and me that made people's swim trip a failure
If people played ' up to dance and pop then we said stop
Here and no longer
Everybody knew we were running this pool
Once we looked at them with eyes that could kill
And make people cry
Or we held them on to Bath master grips if they had forgotten to use soap
And we had to take them back to the shower
When we wanted to have a good time, we found some girls jumping on their heads
make
Threatened ' em with quarantine if they refused to make out
They were given a tongue slacker or a tummy tuck
From a tilt they could choose for themselves
What's up - do you want to drown or do you want to fuck
It didn't help to freak out and get mad
For Glenn and I, we had our own set of rules of order — assholes!
I was the kind of Bath master who didn't care if it was happy guests
The pool pester I'll tell you master
It's me you're not testing
That's how it was
Among other things if people they pissed ' in the water
Then I was cursed they got a couple on their heads and
On the forehead
"All with brown elastic bands, must now out of the water" - it was in the fuckin'
swimming pool back then
And I hope it's my turn again
To lie in wait again in that business my friend
When people they were afraid of Glenn
Then it was simply Times
- until
The day I smoked weed
A naked boy ignored my call
He was not allowed to run in the swimming pool
I stabbed him a couple on the head and one over the head
- what happened then?
His name was Niels or Peter twelve years
As far as I remember a little jerk with Hummel swimming trunks
Ignored my instructions
But fluks then I stood ready to fix the little fool
I said, " fuck your mom, fuck your dad"
And when I made it clear I said:
"klick, klick (charge)" - " Bloap, bloap, bloap, bloap»