Østkyst Hustlers — En Latterlig Morgen song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "En Latterlig Morgen" by Østkyst Hustlers.
Lyrics
Det trak op til ballade, der stank af bank og bølleflade
En morgen på et morgenværtshus, nede i en sidegade
Fyren havde akne og han pumpede jern
Hans t-s***rt var for lille og han lugtede modern'
Han sagde: Hey, skrub nu af dit lange stankelben
Jeg tror sgu du sku' s***te før jeg hamrer dig en
Men den var kvart over 5 så jeg sku' fa’me ikke hjem
Og i øvrigt mente jeg også, at vi var flere end dem
Det var et f***ed up sted med nikotingule vægge
Morgenbord med spegedreng og hårdkogte æg
Og der var trætte tomme blikke, der var næsten kun mænd
Vi havde mødt et par piger på vejen derhen
Jeg tror de kom nede fra Vallensbæk, det havde jeg forstået
Og det var egentlig ikke fordi at de var lækre eller noget
Men kraterfjæs og drengene invaderede vores bord
I et panisk feberforsøg på at score
Jeg sagde: Hey, pis nu af og tag og pas dig selv
Du lægger ud med den hud, så du er for grim alligevel
Det ku' jo være han blev bange, jeg ku' lisså godt prøv'
Og jeg vidste mine homies ville bakke min røv
Så jeg forklarede ham om fedt og clearasilvask
Hvad fa’en, klovnen la' i ovnen til nogen ordentlige klask
Så jeg sagde: Wouw, tag det roligt Bossy, lad os nu gå
Jeg tror sgu ikke på, at det er så smart at spille rå
Jeg sagde: Jazzy, slap nu af, det er sgu da ham der får slag
Jeg rettede mig op og jeg trak skuldrene tilbage
Men det virkede lidt som b**sefjæs var ligeglad
Han tog et skridt hen imod os, stak Bossy en flad
Det blev sort for min øjne og det rungede i hovedet
Jeg mærkede noget i næsen, smagte smagen af blod
Og der var glas der smadrede, masser larm og pigerne skreg
Jeg hørte en der snakkede og han snakkede til mig
Han sagde: Nå, så kan det være du kan la' vær at provokere
Hvis det er slag du vil ha' så ka' du sagtens få flere
Jeg så ham hæve sin næve, og han sku' lige til at pande mig
Men pludselig ind fra højre kom en anden fyr og blandede sig
Måske for at imponere de der Vallensbæk-piger
Han flåede løs i kraterfjæs, og jeg trak Bossy fri og
Det gik helt amok, og Pizzafjæs blev tæsket vind og skæv
Han røg omkuld og ramte baren og tog sig til sin kæv'
Og selvom Bossy sikkert syn’s at det var fedt at se på
Så mente jeg det alligvel nok var bedre at gå
Det var lyst udenfor og lyset skar i vores øjne
Jeg havde vildt ondt i hovedet og blod ned af trøjen
Og der var andre folk der vandrede hjem fra fest og druk og bol
Og man ku' se, at langt de fleste sgu for længst var gået kold
Der var for langt hjem at gå, og ingen penge til en vogn
En latterlig nat var blevet en latterlig morgen
Lyrics translation
It pulled up to trouble that stank of the bank and bully's face
One morning at a morning host house, down a side street
The guy had acne and he pumped iron
His t-s * * * rt was too small and he smelled modern'
He said, Hey, get the fuck out of your long stink leg
I think you should * * * tea before I hammer you one
But it was a quarter past 5 so I shouldn't go home
And by the way, I also thought we were more than you
It was a f * * * ed up place with nicotingule walls
Breakfast table with Speck and hard boiled eggs
And there were tired empty glances, there were almost only men
We had met a couple of girls on the way there
I think they came down from Vallensbæk, I understood
And it wasn't really because they were delicious or something
But crater face and the boys invaded our table
In a panicky fever attempt to score
I said, Hey, fuck off and mind your own business
You start with that skin, so you're too ugly anyway
It could be he got scared, I could just try it.
And I knew my homies would back my ass
So I explained to him about fat and Clearasil washing
What the hell, the clown put in the oven for some decent smack
So I said, Wouw, calm down Bossy, let's go
I don't fucking believe it's that smart to play rough
I said, Jazzy, calm down, he's the one getting the punch
I straightened up and I pulled back my shoulders
But it seemed a bit like b * * seface didn't care
He took a step towards us, stabbed Bossy
It turned black before my eyes and it rang in my head
I felt something in the nose, tasted the taste of blood
And there were glasses that smashed, lots of noise and the girls screamed
I heard someone talking and he was talking to me
He said, " Well, you can be provocative
If it's punch you want, you can have more
I saw him raise his fist, and he was gonna hit me
But suddenly in from the right came another guy and interfered
Maybe to impress those Vallensbæk girls
He ripped loose in Crater face, and I pulled Bossy free and
It went crazy, and the pizza face got beat up and stoned
He got knocked down and hit the bar and took himself to his jawbone'
And even if Bossy sure syn's that it was cool to look at
Then I thought it was better to go
It was bright outside and the light cut in our eyes
I had a really bad head and blood down my shirt
And there were other people who walked home from Feast and drunkenness and bol
And you could see that the vast majority of them had long since gone cold
There was too far home to go, and no money for a cart
A ridiculous night had become a ridiculous morning