Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Klipgooi Glashuis, artist - Fokofpolisiekar. Date of issue: 30.11.2012
Song language: Afrikaans
Klipgooi Glashuis(original) |
| Moenie bang wees nie |
| Gee jouself weg |
| Vir absoluut niks nie |
| Word deel van die battery |
| Waarna niemand sal luister nie |
| Ons is in elk geval dieselfde |
| Koolstof kopiee |
| Met slange vir vriende |
| Dwelms is skelm |
| En het al my woorde gesteel |
| Ons soek 'n podium |
| Iets van betekenis |
| Nou dat ons ouer is |
| Word die rook al hoe dikker in |
| My longe ingeasem |
| Doen ons Prozac in plaas van Ritalin |
| Drink ons op jou wat sy drome kan onthou |
| Jy’s nie generies nie |
| Ek’s net pateties |
| Dis redelik frusterend maar |
| Ek wil net iets warm vashou |
| Die emosionele hel |
| Waarin ek myself bevind |
| Nou dat ons kouer is |
| Word die rook al hoe dikker in |
| Ons atmosfeer in gebliksem |
| 'n weermag hyskrane op die horison |
| Beskerm jou deur om jouself toe te bou |
| Vasgepleister in woonkamers |
| In voorstede |
| Soek ons grasie van ons doemprofete |
| Ek lys my nuweweeks-voornemens magteloos |
| Verplig en beskuldig |
| Inspirasie vasgeverf in wit |
| Nou dat ons, ons ouers is |
| Word die rook al hoe dikker in |
| My longe ingeasem |
| Doen ons Prozac in plaas van Ritalin |
| Drink ons op jou wat sy drome kan onthou |
| (translation) |
| Do not be afraid |
| Give yourself away |
| For absolutely nothing |
| Become part of the battery |
| What no one will listen to |
| We are the same anyway |
| Carbon copies |
| With snakes for friends |
| Drugs are rogue |
| And stole all my words |
| We are looking for a podium |
| Something significant |
| Now that we're older |
| The smoke gets thicker and thicker |
| Inhale my lungs |
| Do we use Prozac instead of Ritalin |
| Drink us on you who can remember his dreams |
| You're not generic |
| I'm just pathetic |
| It's pretty frustrating but |
| I just want to hold something warm |
| The emotional hell |
| Where I find myself |
| Now that we're colder |
| The smoke gets thicker and thicker |
| Our atmosphere in lightning |
| an army of cranes on the horizon |
| Protect yourself by building yourself |
| Plastered in living rooms |
| In the suburbs |
| Seek our grace from our prophets of doom |
| I list my new week intentions powerless |
| Compel and accuse |
| Inspiration painted in white |
| Now that we, our parents are |
| The smoke gets thicker and thicker |
| Inhale my lungs |
| Do we use Prozac instead of Ritalin |
| Drink us on you who can remember his dreams |