Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sjovt, artist - Pede B.
Date of issue: 06.09.2018
Song language: Danish
Sjovt(original) |
Fra første kærtegn |
Alt det du ku' vise mig |
Var det så sjovt |
Var det så sjovt |
Men da du vendte dig |
Og pludselig glemt' mig |
Var det så sjovt |
Var det så sjovt |
Lille pige, i hendes storby |
Så højt til loftet det kan gøre hende mor syg |
Millenial, også kendt som generation Y |
Sigter mod himlen som hun gik ombord på et fly |
For hun har fået drømmejobbet, undskyld udtrykket |
For det vel ikke helt et job hvis det er ulønnet |
De siger hvis din fod er indenfor er du halvt i mål |
Og hendes blik og hendes vilje er som hærdet stål |
Træder ind med håret sat op til narrestreger |
Prøv at blokér, og du ender med at gi' kvajebajer |
Gik kun en uge før hun pludselig samarbejder |
Rimelig tæt, og flirter med en skide dygtig art-designer |
Sene aftenener, blev til drinks, der blev til kolde nætter |
Hvor det' lettest at få varmen ved at bli' til bollevenner |
Og hun ku' være topmodellers dobbeltgænger |
Så han filmer mens hun kommer, for levende billeder holder længere |
Fanger alle vinkler, skærer ansigter |
For måneskinnet aktiverer deres primat instinkter |
Han hvisker hun er smuk, og det ved hun godt |
Det var det eneste hun var god til ved hendes sidste job |
Fra første kærtegn |
Alt det du ku' vise mig |
Var det så sjovt |
Var det så sjovt |
Men da du vendte dig |
Og pludselig glemt' mig |
Var det så sjovt |
Var det så sjovt |
Det' en grundregel i alle modebrancher |
At folks egoer kan gøre de ikk' er goe' ved andre |
Han er en kunstner fyldt med store tanker |
Hun er bare en pige der nyder deres kontor romancer |
Men der' ikk' tid, de har travlt — på med kondiskoen |
For de skal afsløre deres nye kollektion |
Og hendes art-designer ven, han har ansvaret |
Så han har knoklet i klipperum og bag kammeraet |
De bli’r ledt ind i et flot lokale |
Og hendes ven går op til scenen for at hold' en tale |
Bag ham er et kæmpe biograflærred |
Lyset er dæmpet, og det hele virker ret blæret |
Han siger: «Reklamen her, den kan vi prale med |
For den åbner både døre og sparker grænser ned |
Mellem privat og offenlig, plus den leger med |
Begreber som #Me2 og hævnporno på samme tid |
Vi kan kun køre den på nettet på grund af indholdet |
Men jeg har lagt den på en side hvor den ikk' bli’r cuttet |
Hun er nysgerrig, smiler med hænderne foldet |
Da filmen starter og hun tænker: «Er jeg blevet tosset?!» |
Eller skide skør, for på filmen der kør' |
Ligger hun splitter nøgen med anklerne bag sine ør' |
På et bord, i deres kontor |
Vil sige noget, men mangler ord og hele rummet snurrer |
De bevæger sig rytmisk, det næsten fællessang |
Hun kniber sig i armen en ekstra gang |
Mange stillinger, hun synes den er uendelig lang |
Han klimaks’er og deres firmalogo vælter frem |
Bifald i salen, alle kalder ham visionær |
Komplimenterer rollen som hun spiller her |
Hun er så paf hun bare smiler uden at diskutere |
Forlader salen uden de ved hvad sandheden er |
Nogen rækker hende et glas og vil skåle |
Men hun er mest opsat på at bunde |
Har lyst til at skrige men hun handler ikk' på det |
Forlader festen med et fjæs som en mannequin dukke |
Fra første kærtegn |
Alt det du ku' vise mig |
Var det så sjovt |
Var det så sjovt |
Men da du vendte dig |
Og pludselig glemt' mig |
Var det så sjovt |
Var det så sjovt |
(translation) |
From the first caress |
Everything you could show me |
Was it so fun |
Was it so fun |
But when you turned |
And suddenly 'forgot' me |
Was it so fun |
Was it so fun |
Little girl, in her big city |
So high to the ceiling it can make her mother sick |
Millenial, also known as Generation Y |
Aiming at the sky as she boarded a plane |
Because she's got the dream job, excuse the expression |
Because it's not quite a job if it's unpaid |
They say if your foot is inside you are half in goal |
And her gaze and her will are like hardened steel |
Steps in with hair set up for pranks |
Try to block and you end up giving 'kvajebajer |
Went only a week before she suddenly collaborates |
Fairly close, and flirts with a fucking skilled art designer |
Late evenings, turned into drinks that turned into cold nights |
Where it's easiest to get warm by staying 'to bun friends |
And she could be a top model double |
So he films while she comes, for live images last longer |
Captures all angles, cuts faces |
For the moonlight activates their primate instincts |
He whispers she's beautiful, and she knows that |
That was the only thing she was good at at her last job |
From the first caress |
Everything you could show me |
Was it so fun |
Was it so fun |
But when you turned |
And suddenly 'forgot' me |
Was it so fun |
Was it so fun |
It's a basic rule in all fashion industries |
That people's egos can do they are not 'good' at others |
He is an artist full of great thoughts |
She's just a girl who enjoys their office romances |
But there's' no time they are busy - on with the fitness shoe |
For they must unveil their new collection |
And her art-designer friend, he's in charge |
So he has boned in the rock room and behind the camera |
They are led into a beautiful room |
And her friend goes up to the stage to give a speech |
Behind him is a giant cinema screen |
The light is dim and it all seems pretty blistering |
He says: "The advertisement here, we can brag about it |
For it opens both doors and kicks boundaries down |
Between private and public, plus it plays with |
Concepts like # Me2 and revenge porn at the same time |
We can only run it online because of the content |
But I've put it on a page where it's not cut |
She is curious, smiling with her hands folded |
When the movie starts and she thinks, "Have I gone crazy ?!" |
Or fucking crazy, because in the movie that runs' |
Is she lying naked with her ankles behind her ears' |
On a table, in their office |
Will say something but lacks words and the whole room spins |
They move rhythmically, it almost common singing |
She pinches her arm one more time |
Many positions, she thinks it is infinitely long |
He climaxes and their company logo pops up |
Applause in the hall, everyone calls him a visionary |
Compliments the role she plays here |
She is so paf she just smiles without discussing |
Leaving the hall without them knowing what the truth is |
Someone hands her a glass and wants to toast |
But she is most keen on bottoming out |
Feel like screaming but she does not act on it |
Leaving the party with a face like a mannequin doll |
From the first caress |
Everything you could show me |
Was it so fun |
Was it so fun |
But when you turned |
And suddenly 'forgot' me |
Was it so fun |
Was it so fun |