Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Studenter På Flak , by - Suburban Kids With Biblical Names. Song from the album #4, in the genre ПопRelease date: 01.09.2009
Record label: Labrador
Song language: Swedish
Studenter På Flak(original) |
| Jag gjorde slut med dig |
| Gick ut genom dörren |
| Satte mig på krogen |
| Beställde in en öl |
| Matchen skulle börja |
| Utanför var det vår |
| Du ringde mig |
| Jag hade den på ljudlös |
| Jag hade ingenting att säga |
| Rydström gjorde två-noll |
| Jag var den enda som fira det |
| Studenterna dom skrek |
| När matchen var slut |
| Slängdes alla ut |
| Och skulle fira segern |
| Vi hade förlorat |
| Men det gjorde inget |
| Jag ramlade ut |
| Jag var väldigt full |
| Stockholms himmel var blå |
| Studenterna på sina flak |
| Skruttiga bilar och sunkiga hak |
| Jag gick genom skiten |
| Sveavägen fram |
| Skulle möta Vargen |
| Någonstans på Södermalm |
| Köpte några folköl |
| Götgatsbacken brann |
| Vi gick till Carmen |
| Där fanns alla jag inte ville se |
| Dom hälsa inte |
| Jag hade legat med alla tre |
| Träffade en gammal vän |
| Som börjat sälja kokain |
| När klockan var ett |
| Slängdes alla ut |
| Det var efterfest |
| Jag hade femton SMS |
| Som jag inte svarat på |
| Jag trippade ut |
| Jag var väldigt full |
| Stockholms himmel var grå |
| Huliganerna var ute på gatorna |
| Och poliserna var helt jävla galna |
| När klockan var ett |
| Slängdes alla ut |
| Det var efterfest |
| Jag hade femton SMS |
| Som jag inte svarat på |
| Jag trippade ut |
| Jag var väldigt full |
| Stockholms himmel var grå |
| Huliganerna var ute på gatorna |
| Och poliserna var helt jävla galna |
| (translation) |
| I broke up with you |
| Went out the door |
| Put me on the hook |
| Ordered a beer |
| The match would begin |
| Outside it was spring |
| You called me |
| I had it on silent |
| I had nothing to say |
| Rydström scored two-zero |
| I was the only one celebrating it |
| The students shouted |
| When the match was over |
| Everyone was thrown out |
| And would celebrate the victory |
| We had lost |
| But it did nothing |
| I fell out |
| I was very drunk |
| Stockholm's sky was blue |
| The students on their platforms |
| Dirty cars and sunkissed hooks |
| I went through the shit |
| Sveavägen forward |
| Would meet the Wolf |
| Somewhere on Södermalm |
| Bought some folk beer |
| Götgatsbacken burned |
| We went to Carmen |
| There were everyone I did not want to see |
| They do not greet |
| I had slept with all three |
| Met an old friend |
| Who started selling cocaine |
| When it was one o'clock |
| Everyone was thrown out |
| It was an after party |
| I had fifteen text messages |
| Which I did not answer |
| I tripped out |
| I was very drunk |
| Stockholm's sky was gray |
| The hooligans were out on the streets |
| And the cops were completely fucking crazy |
| When it was one o'clock |
| Everyone was thrown out |
| It was an after party |
| I had fifteen text messages |
| Which I did not answer |
| I tripped out |
| I was very drunk |
| Stockholm's sky was gray |
| The hooligans were out on the streets |
| And the cops were completely fucking crazy |