Lyrics of La Alarmane Gå - Honningbarna

La Alarmane Gå (original)

La alarmanee gå, la det ringe
Rock’n' roll har blitt klisjè
Unge friske folk som lever ut mytene
Forvandles om til gamle bitre grinebitere
Det er et kav at de leker store, snakker piss
Du er et kav — forbanna narsissist
Alle vet vi er ikke Sex Pistols
Har ikke drept noe dronning, men stortinget skal tas
Legg rockeklisjèen død — ta adjø, la den blø, legg den død
La fasadene rives ned — nok triste parodier
Hvem har drept rocken, hvem drepte idealene
La alarmane gå, la alle folk få vite det
Plis, vi ser begge at fasadene faller farlig fort
Vi vet begge — hva som skjer her bak
De spenner bein på seg selv med løgn og fanterier
Karslige kvasistjerner, vær så snill og ta dere sammen
De blir fortalt av de som former industrien
Vi har innbilt oss at — de har rett
De har forvandlet helter om til fjols
De har drept oss, vi lot oss bli solgt
Legg rockeklisjèen død — ta adjø, la den blø, legg den død
La fasadene rives ned — nok triste parodier
Hvem har drept rocken, hvem drepte idealene
La alarmane gå, la alle folk få vite det

(translation)

Let the alarm go, let it ring
Rock'n 'roll has become a cliché
Young healthy people living out the myths
Transforms into old bitter jokes
It's a joke that they play big, talk piss
You're a jerk - pissed off narcissist
We all know we are not Sex Pistols
Has not killed a queen, but the Storting will be taken
Put the rock cliché dead - say goodbye, let it bleed, put it dead
Let the facades be torn down - probably sad parodies
Who killed rock, who killed the ideals
Let the alarms go, let all the people know
Please, we both see the facades fall dangerously fast
We both know what's going on behind here
They strain their legs with lies and fantasies
Lovely quasi-stars, please get together
They are told by those who shape the industry
We have imagined that - they are right
They have turned heroes into fools
They killed us, we were sold
Put the rock cliché dead - say goodbye, let it bleed, put it dead
Let the facades be torn down - probably sad parodies
Who killed rock, who killed the ideals
Let the alarms go, let all the people know