Suspekt — Proletar (Hvor Jeg Står) song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Proletar (Hvor Jeg Står)" by Suspekt.
Lyrics
Det her, det vil lave om på alt. Det her er begyndelsen til en ny tid
Så kommer man hjem og finder en kone, der har fået eget hus
Jeg havde ellers tænkt mig at leve og dø som proletar
Hvad er en proletar?
Nej, det har mor vel ikke lært dig. Det er en der ikke ejer noget
Jeg kan mærke en stigende trang til at flå huden af
Og vende lortet på vrangen for ikk' at strande som en ussel karl
Mellem folk badet i remoulade og pomfritter
Forstadens glitter og glamour blandet med dårlige snitter
Træt af at servere de riges røv med luksusvarer
Eller lange bøffer over grillen til en muggen skar'
Af farlige folk, der åbenbart er ligeså brugt som mig
Med nul tolerance gemt i ærmet og en duft af nar
Proletar, med det samme træningssæt som konen har
Fodbold-far går gennem beton-ørkenen som en dromedar
Hjem til jordhulen og forbi bulen med vennerne
Ind fra kulden tilbage til livet, så vi glemmer det
For røgen ligger sig tykt I bunden af lungerne
Og spreder sig i systemet, så vi ikk' ka' mærk', vi' hungrende
Vader gennem tågerne til lyden af skrig fra mågerne
Og håber, det' sidste gang, jeg går i sko, der' slidt til sålerne
Men glem mig, fuck it, jeg klarer det fint indtil videre
For folk som os bli’r ved at lede i blinde efter bedre tider
Skubber slæder, selvom vi ved, at vi ikk' har penge til det
For ligeså snart vi har bare lidt, skal hele verden se det
(Hey) Det' det samme folk de stirrer (på-på)
Men jeg har intet at sige (for)
Hver gang jeg tror, folk de har ændret sig lidt
Er der ikk' noget nyt, for det er stadig det sam', der hvor jeg står
(Hey) Det' det samme folk de stirrer (på-på)
Men jeg har intet at sige (for)
Hver gang jeg tror, folk de har ændret sig lidt
Er der ikk' noget nyt, for det er stadig det sam', der hvor jeg står
Der, hvor jeg kommer fra, er det tætheden, der binder lortet sammen
Brødre der bringer skam og bli’r set på som lortet i faldstammen
Fordi I bøsser ikk' kan det sam'
Og på ingen måde har noget at gøre med den fucking målgruppe, vi prøver at ram'
Yep, jeg er fra Albertslund, din lorteluder
En af gutterne I elsker at tale dårligt om og samtidigt får din hverdag til at
smuldre
Det samfundslag, der I jeres verden, ikk' eksisterer
Røvhullerne jeres afkom for guds skyld aldrig må imitere
Og af samme grund gør det, fordi lortet er fucking interessant
For mit liv, modsat dit lorte liv, virker pludselig interessant
Så I kan ta' jeres lykke og idyl og stikke den op i ass’en
Har ikke mistet besindelsen, bare bundærlig og fucking rasende
Men glem mig, fuck it, jeg klarer det fint indtil videre
For folk som os bli’r ved at lede i blinde efter bedre tider
Skubber slæder, selvom vi ved, at vi ikk' har penge til det
For ligeså snart vi har bare lidt, skal hele verden se det
(Hey) Det' det samme folk de stirrer (på-på)
Men jeg har intet at sige (for)
Hver gang jeg tror, folk de har ændret sig lidt
Er der ikk' noget nyt, for det er stadig det sam', der hvor jeg står
(Hey) Det' det samme folk de stirrer (på-på)
Men jeg har intet at sige (for)
Hver gang jeg tror, folk de har ændret sig lidt
Er der ikk' noget nyt, for det er stadig det sam', der hvor jeg står
(Hey) Det' det samme folk de stirrer (på-på)
Men jeg har intet at sige (for)
Hver gang jeg tror, folk de har ændret sig lidt
Er der ikk' noget nyt, for det er stadig det sam', der hvor jeg står
Hey-hey, hey-hey
Hey-hey, hey
Hey-hey, hey-hey
Hey-hey, hey
Lyrics translation
This, this will change everything. This is the beginning of a new era
Then you come home and find a wife who has got her own house
I was going to live and die as a proletarian
What is a proletarian?
No, I guess mom didn't teach you that. It's someone who doesn't own anything
I can feel an increasing urge to rip the skin off
And turn the shit inside out so as not to be stranded like a wretched bastard
Between people bathed in remoulade and fries
The glitters and glamour of the suburb mixed with bad cuts
Tired of serving the rich ass with luxury goods
Or long steaks over the grill for a musty cut'
Of dangerous people, apparently as used as me
With zero tolerance hidden in the sleeve and a smell of fool
Proletarian, with the same training set the wife has
Football dad walks through the concrete desert like a dromedary
Home to the cave of the Earth and past the bulge with friends
In from the cold back to life, so we forget it
For the smoke lies thickly at the bottom of the lungs
And spreads in the system, so we can't feel, we're hungry
Wading through the mists to the sound of screams from the Seagulls
And hope it 'last time I walk in shoes that' worn to the soles
But forget me, fuck it, I'm doing fine so far
For people like us keep looking blindly for better times
Pushing sleds even though we know we don't have money for it
Because as soon as we've just suffered, the whole world has to see it
(Hey)it's the same people they stare (at-AT)
But I have nothing to say (for)
Every time I think people they have changed a little
Isn't there something new, because it's still the sam where I stand
(Hey)it's the same people they stare (at-AT)
But I have nothing to say (for)
Every time I think people they have changed a little
Isn't there something new, because it's still the sam where I stand
Where I come from, it's the density that binds this shit together
Brothers who bring shame and are looked upon as the shit in the trunk of the fall
Because you faggots can't, sam
And by no means has anything to do with the fucking audience we're trying to ram'
Yep, I'm from Albertslund, you fucking whore
One of the guys you love to talk bad about and at the same time make your everyday life
crumble
The layer of society that in your world does not exist
The Bastards your offspring for God's sake never imitate
And for the same reason it does because the shit is fucking interesting
Because my life, unlike your shitty life, suddenly seems interesting
So you can take your happiness and idyll and stick it up the ass
Haven't lost their temper, just bottom-loving and fucking furious
But forget me, fuck it, I'm doing fine so far
For people like us keep looking blindly for better times
Pushing sleds even though we know we don't have money for it
Because as soon as we've just suffered, the whole world has to see it
(Hey)it's the same people they stare (at-AT)
But I have nothing to say (for)
Every time I think people they have changed a little
Isn't there something new, because it's still the sam where I stand
(Hey)it's the same people they stare (at-AT)
But I have nothing to say (for)
Every time I think people they have changed a little
Isn't there something new, because it's still the sam where I stand
(Hey)it's the same people they stare (at-AT)
But I have nothing to say (for)
Every time I think people they have changed a little
Isn't there something new, because it's still the sam where I stand
Hey-hey, hey-hey
Hey-hey, hey
Hey-hey, hey-hey
Hey-hey, hey