Lyrics of Pænt - Benal

Pænt (original)

Blød mand med et stenfjæs
De har travlt med at vinde, men jeg' helt blæst
Vi har valgt at være der, hvor der' ingen læ
Jeg ka' se på dit had, du har ingen sjæl
Folk vil ha' mad, men der' ingen chef
Til at lave den
Det' ikk' nok at smil' længer', bar' snav dem
Du' frisk i munden og nyvasket kluns
Men personlighed som en ristet bums
Flot hat ligesom «ja, det' kunst»
Den kat ikk' dum
Væk fra dit bristepunkt
Alt for meget lort her, ikk' plads i kummen
Held på mit hjul
Før var den dum, men de elsker mig nu
Er ulovlig?
Hjælp, det' forbudt
Lorten er klar, bar' sæt dig på hug
Jeg' død
Ingen telefon, og det' tid til at mødes
Ret skal være ret, du har ret i det hele
Holder mig vågen, det' aldrig for sent
Ikk' mer' nu, det' penge, det' penge
Skæbne skægt og væg til væg
Hallo, det var så'n her Mozart sagde
Goddag alle gode gange tre
Det' vigtigt at cruise
De slapper kun af, når de ligger i stuen
Kamelen er ikk' til at sluge
Jeg ved godt, jeg dør, men det' ikk' lige nu
Kun som en G — glad
Fuck dit afstumpede smil — hvad?
De kører så kluntet en stil
Selv tumper ka' se det, hvor dum ka' man bli'?
Vi lunter forbi
Svaret er nej begrundet med grin
Vi started' på vej, nu 'jeg under en time
Fra at sig', vi har vundet, hvor dum ka' man bli'?
Det funker så fint
Det græder i kor, men kunsten er min
Gal hund render rundt i det fri
La' vær' med at sælg', bar' få noget værdi
Jeg' død
Ingen telefon, og det' tid til at mødes
Ret skal være ret, du har ret i det hele
Holder mig vågen, det' aldrig for sent
Ikk' mer' nu, det' penge, det' penge
Skæbne skægt og væg til væg
Hallo, det var så'n her Mozart sagde
Goddag alle gode gange tre
Det' en sjov lille fest
Benene de kører ligesom «hov, lille hest»
Alting er sjovt, det' sjovt at vær' kæk
Folk var de nyeste i går — nu 'de væk
Nu 'de væk ligesom «hvor 'I hen'?»
Jeg har brug for en joke nu — hvor 'I hen'?
Tittebøh, hvor 'I hen' nu, tittebøh?
Tittebøh, kom så, tittebøh, tittenåh-nåh
Glad for dit arbejde, nåh-nåh-nåh
Ingen depression endnu, nåh-nåh-nåh
Ingen depression endnu, nåh-nåh-nåh
Det var sjovt, hva' med nu?
Nåh-nåh, tittebøh
Fuck en psykopat joke
Dit liv er for tørt, put lidt creme på
Dreng har ikk' ret, dreng, ta' et tog
Folk de har travlt, men vi la' det gå, tittebøh
Jeg' død
Ingen telefon, og det' tid til at mødes
Ret skal være ret, du har ret i det hele
Holder mig vågen, det' aldrig for sent
Ikk' mer' nu, det' penge, det' penge
Skæbne skægt og væg til væg
Hallo, det var så'n her Mozart sagde
Goddag alle gode gange tre

(translation)

Soft man with a stone face
They're in a hurry to win, but I'm blown away
We have chosen to be where there is no shelter
I can see your hate, you have no soul
People want food, but there is no boss
To make it
It's not enough to smile anymore, it's dirty them
You're fresh in the mouth and freshly washed
But personality like a roasted pimple
Nice hat like «yes, it' art»
That cat isn't stupid
Away from your breaking point
Way too much crap here, no room in the basin
Luck on my wheel
Before it was stupid but they love me now
Is illegal?
Help, it's forbidden
Shit's ready, bar' crouch
I'm dead
No phone and it's time to meet
Right must be right, you are right about it all
Keeps me awake, it's never too late
No more now, it's money, it's money
Fate beard and wall to wall
Hello, that's what Mozart said
Good day everyone, good times three
It's important to cruise
They only relax when they are lying in the living room
The camel is not able to swallow
I know I'm dying, but not right now
Only as a G — happy
Fuck your dull smile — what?
They drive so clumsy a style
Even thumps can see it, how stupid can you be?
We swoop by
The answer is no reasoned with laughter
We started' on our way, now 'I under an hour
From saying we've won, how stupid can you be?
It works so well
It cries in choir, but the art is mine
Crazy dog ​​running around in the open air
Let's sell, bar' get some value
I'm dead
No phone and it's time to meet
Right must be right, you are right about it all
Keeps me awake, it's never too late
No more now, it's money, it's money
Fate beard and wall to wall
Hello, that's what Mozart said
Good day everyone, good times three
It's a fun little party
The legs they run like «whoop, little horse»
Everything is fun, it's fun to be cute
People were the newest yesterday — now they're gone
Now 'they gone like 'where 'you go'?'
I need a joke now — where 'you go'?
Titteböh, where 'you go' now, titteböh?
Peep, come on, peep, peep-oh-oh
Happy with your work, nah-nah-nah
No depression yet, nah-nah-nah
No depression yet, nah-nah-nah
That was fun, now what?
Nah-nah, peeps
Fuck a psychopath joke
Your life is too dry, put some cream on
Boy, you're not right, boy, take a train
People they're busy, but we let it go, peeps
I'm dead
No phone and it's time to meet
Right must be right, you are right about it all
Keeps me awake, it's never too late
No more now, it's money, it's money
Fate beard and wall to wall
Hello, that's what Mozart said
Good day everyone, good times three