Lyrics of Antiamerikansk Dans - Gatas Parlament, Promoe

Antiamerikansk Dans - Gatas Parlament, Promoe
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Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: Norwegian

Antiamerikansk Dans

(original)
Det er moro, vi har respekt, og mange vil betale for det
Vi stoler på kvalititet, og kan anbefale det
Men jeg tror de vil ha oss vekk, for amerikanerne
Har oss kolonialisert.
Vi angriper planene
Om å angripe andre land, så det hender vi brenner det
Amerikanske flagg.
Det er fengende og spennende
Du må ta med deg ganske mange og henge med vennene
De har kameraer overalt, de vil denge på gjengen din
Så mann deg opp, vi er mange nok til å få brent det opp
Og lage bråk, for landet vårt, det ender nok
Bestandig opp med å stadig hoppe når amerikanerne lader opp
Til ragnarok, og sender nok menn til Gokk
Men dagen er nå, det faenmeg går ikke lenger nå
Planen er å rane dem for penger og sånt
Land nedi der aner det, du bør blande deg og ta med det
Flagget dems, vi trenger å få brent det opp
Kan vi ta en antiamerikansk dans
Så ambassaden blir til sankthansbål
Grip hånda til en du har sjans på
Brenn flagget og sving på din svans!
«Så kan jeg få den neste dansen?»
jeg spør veldig pent
Jeg æ'kke særlig flink, men det er ærlig ment
Du sier vi er «imot USA?
Det er jo litt ekstremt»
Men la meg først forklare hvordan det er jeg har tenkt
Det er ikke nytt med krig, dem får ikke tatt patent
Men på å fucke verden er dem de beste trent
Det er nesten konsekvent, så det er fullt fortjent
At de får flagget brent av Gatas Parlament
Vi hater USAtans krigsmaskineri
Og alskens atal dritt og piss og svineri
Avtalt spill og snipprofittkameraderi
Allting underlagt slipsmaktøkonomi
Mot pengemaktas fremste våpendrager vi spytter
Hele deres livsstil er bedrageri
Det eneste de slåss for, er hegemoni
Det er derfor vi er sinte, jeg og morra mi
Det är Promoe och Gatas Parlament, för alla er som inte pallar med
För mycket talkshows, alla tjatar samma skämt
För många lata gamla män, som bara svamlar men
Gör en satans massa hemskt
De har gasat, slaktat, hängt
I 500 år, så amerikanska flaggan bränns
Och en annan svensk, och norsk sattelitstat antänds
Yankees ta pallra’r hem
Ku klux klan ser ut som Staffan Stalledräng
Göran Persson han står där som en mannekäng
Nickedocka, icke stoppa, ticke-tocka likt en klocka
Kjell Magne Bondevik är federal agent
Dags att starta handgemäng
Greppa micken och en amerikansk tank blir sprängd
Står du fortfarande kvar har du inte fattat än
Vi bjuder upp till dans — antiamerikansk — refräng!
Jeg veit at du har hørt om Chile eller Vietnam
Dem slakta Guatemala, innsatte iranske sjah’n
Med samma plan som nå dreper irakske barn
Var det de bomba slaverne med armert uran
Hvorfor de totalsmadra hele Afganistan
Og medisinfabrikken nede i Sudan
Hele nasjonen dems er bygd på vepna ran
Så vi brenner flagg mot at de dreper barn
Kall meg drital og gæern, for jeg liker de greiene her
Jeg driver og fjerner noen striper og stjerner
Jeg biter i det, sliter i det, skriker og bæler
Sjøl så lite det fjerner det dritmilitæret
Som dreper i det fjerne, men de skal vite vi er her
Og alle de steder de er hen, skal vi kunne være
Alle ledere, forrædere og andre mikrohjerner
Skal bli dritredde og vite at vi fiker dem gjerne
Så brenn det amerikanske flagg for at de raner land
For Vietnam og Afganistan
For at de faenmeg vant den ramponaden av Irak
For at de sprader fram som banditter og tar seg fram
For at de faen ikke klarer engang å skille
Mellom frigjøring og blodbad engang
For den vanlige mann og for hatet hans
Og for at det stadig blir varmt av en bra brann!
(translation)
It's fun, we have respect and many will pay for it
We trust quality and can recommend it
But I think they want us gone, for the Americans
Have us colonized.
We attack the plans
About attacking other countries, so sometimes we burn it
American flags.
It's catchy and exciting
You have to bring quite a few and hang out with your friends
They have cameras everywhere, they want to hang on to your gang
So man up, there are enough of us to burn it up
And make noise, for our country, it ends enough
Constantly stopping constantly jumping when Americans charge
To ragnarok, and sends enough men to Gokk
But the day is now, it's fucking no longer going on now
The plan is to rob them of money and stuff
Land down there where you know it, you should get involved and bring it
Flag them, we need to burn it up
Can we have an anti-American dance?
So the embassy becomes a bonfire
Grab the hand of someone you have a chance at
Burn the flag and swing your tail!
"Then can I have the next dance?"
I ask very nicely
I'm not particularly nice, but it's honestly meant
You say we're against the United States?
It's a bit extreme »
But first let me explain how I intend to do it
War is not new, they do not get a patent
But in fucking the world, they are the best trained
It's almost consistent, so it's fully deserved
That they get the flag burned by Gatas Parliament
We hate the US war machinery
And all sorts of shit and piss and filth
Agreed game and snip profit camaraderie
Everything subject to tie power economy
We are spitting at the foremost weapon of money in the power of money
Their whole lifestyle is fraud
The only thing they are fighting for is hegemony
That's why we're angry, me and my mom
It's Promoe and Gata's Parliament, for all of you who do not agree
Too many talk shows, everyone is nagging the same joke
Too many lazy old men, who just waffle but
Makes a hell of a lot awful
They have gassed, slaughtered, hung
For 500 years, so the American flag burned
And another Swedish and Norwegian satellite state ignites
Yankees ta pallra’r hem
The Ku Klux clan looks like Staffan Stalledräng
Göran Persson he stands there like a mannequin
Nick doll, do not stop, tick-tock like a clock
Kjell Magne Bondevik is a federal agent
Time to start a scuffle
Grab the mic and an American tank is blown up
If you are still standing, you have not yet grasped
We offer dance - anti-American - chorus!
I know you've heard of Chile or Vietnam
They were slaughtered by Guatemala, the captured Iranian Shah
With the same plan as now killing Iraqi children
Were they bombing the slaves with reinforced uranium
Why they total madra all of Afghanistan
And the medicine factory down in Sudan
Their whole nation is built on armed robbery
So we burn flags against them killing children
Call me drital and gæern, because I like those things here
I drive and remove some streaks and stars
I bite into it, struggle in it, scream and moan
Even so little it removes the crap military
Who kills in the distance, but they should know we are here
And all the places they are, we must be able to be
All leaders, traitors and other micro-brains
Should be scared shitless and know that we are happy to fuck them
Then the American flag burns for robbing land
For Vietnam and Afghanistan
Because they damn well won that rampage of Iraq
Because they spread out like bandits and get ahead
Because they damn well can not even separate
Between liberation and carnage once
For the common man and for his hatred
And so that it always gets hot from a good fire!
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