Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Det Go'e , by - Suspekt. Release date: 03.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Danish
Det Go'e(original) |
| Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt |
| Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve |
| Og mødes med de folk, vi misted' |
| Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? |
| Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt |
| Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve |
| Når jeg ska' videre til den anden ban' |
| Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? |
| De saluterer kongen, smider den ned i frimærket |
| Stikker dybt i dybden, styrtbløder helt ubemærket |
| For den kvarte var ikk' alt for meget |
| Og desperate tanker i flyet, intet svar |
| Planlægger fuldbyrdet overgreb på minibaren |
| Smeltende ansigters larm flyder ind i stewardessens velformede barm |
| Mens sikkerhedsseler skeler til min sidemands inkompetente viden |
| Om udenomjordiske hyperintelligente væsener |
| Hele maskinens korpus hvæser af mig, mens nødder knaser i mit kranie |
| Mit selvbevidsthedsakvarie |
| Hvor alting svømmer rundt, flyder i en rasende fart |
| Der kun gi’r lov til pit stops, når virkeligheden en gang i mellem rammer mig |
| Når pipetten drypper og tungen ru, smelter lunger, og smiler til din' unger |
| I en tung tåge, der spejler, når alting funkler |
| Fuldt pacificeret i sæddet, glider jeg det længere ned |
| Skider i min' bukser, stråler af glæde |
| Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt |
| Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve |
| Og mødes med de folk, vi misted' |
| Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? |
| Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt |
| Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve |
| Når jeg ska' videre til den anden ban' |
| Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? |
| Fordi vi ruller ned ad boulevarden, tjekker kvinder, spiller smart |
| (Ruller ned ad boulevarden, tjekker kvinder, spiller smart) |
| Ruller ned ad boulevarden, tjekker kvinder, spiller smart |
| Ha-har det så'n lidt, om der er weed, når jeg ska' væk herfra |
| Drømmer om et samleje ligesom al' andre drenge |
| Vi' helt i hegnet, du ka' få et lift — ska' vi samme vej? |
| Jeg' i min tank top-top, samler damer op |
| Ryger på lidt dansk pot, alt er godt |
| Solskin i posen, har købt det hel' foran Brugsen |
| Jeg' ikk' typ' med psykosen, nej, jeg blev født med diagnosen |
| Der' utæt i trussen, kalder det ugler i mosen |
| De kællinger falder som kugler i posen |
| Fuck det, vi knalder, så dulmer vi rusen |
| Det ka' godt vær', at min hals den er lidt rødlig |
| Men jeg ka' ikk' se noget galt i en flask' rødvin |
| Er du rundbarberet på fisseletten? |
| Så la' med se dig bop' med den |
| Og stik en lillefinger op i koteletten |
| Underhold hele folket med den, tak |
| Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt |
| Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve |
| Og mødes med de folk, vi misted' |
| Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? |
| Jeg vil ikk' leve for evigt |
| Jeg vil gern' lære at flyve |
| Når jeg ska' videre til den anden ban' |
| Må man ha' weed med i det evige liv? |
| (translation) |
| I do not want to live forever |
| I would like to learn to fly |
| And meet the people we lost ' |
| Do we have to bring weed into eternal life? |
| I do not want to live forever |
| I would like to learn to fly |
| When I'm going 'to the other ban' |
| Do we have to bring weed into eternal life? |
| They salute the king, throw it into the stamp |
| Stinging deep in the depths, bleeding completely unnoticed |
| For the quarter was not too much |
| And desperate thoughts in the plane, no answer |
| Planning a completed assault on the minibar |
| The noise of melting faces flows into the shapely bosom of the stewardess |
| While seat belts squint at my sidekick's incompetent knowledge |
| About extraterrestrial hyperintelligent beings |
| The entire body of the machine hisses at me while nuts crunch in my skull |
| My self-awareness aquarium |
| Where everything swims around, floating at a furious speed |
| Pit stops are only allowed when reality hits me once in a while |
| When the pipette drips and the tongue rough, the lungs melt, and smile at your 'kids |
| In a heavy fog that mirrors when everything sparkles |
| Fully pacified in the semen, I slide it further down |
| Shit in my 'pants, rays of joy |
| I do not want to live forever |
| I would like to learn to fly |
| And meet the people we lost ' |
| Do we have to bring weed into eternal life? |
| I do not want to live forever |
| I would like to learn to fly |
| When I'm going 'to the other ban' |
| Do we have to bring weed into eternal life? |
| Because we roll down the boulevard, check on women, play smart |
| (Rolls down the boulevard, checks women, plays smart) |
| Rolls down the boulevard, checks women, plays smart |
| Ha-does it matter a bit if there is weed when I'm going away from here |
| Dreams of intercourse like all other boys |
| We're right in the fence, you can get a lift - are we going the same way? |
| I 'in my tank top-top, picking up ladies |
| Smokes on a little Danish pot, everything is good |
| Sunshine in the bag, have bought it all 'in front of Brugsen |
| I 'not' type 'with the psychosis, no, I was born with the diagnosis |
| There 'leaks in the panties, it calls owls in the bog |
| Those bitches fall like bullets into the bag |
| Fuck it, we bang, then we soothe the intoxication |
| It may 'be good' that my throat it is a little reddish |
| But I can not see anything wrong in a bottle of red wine |
| Are you shaved round on the pussy? |
| So let's see you bop 'with it |
| And stick a little finger up in the chop |
| Entertain all the people with it, please |
| I do not want to live forever |
| I would like to learn to fly |
| And meet the people we lost ' |
| Do we have to bring weed into eternal life? |
| I do not want to live forever |
| I would like to learn to fly |
| When I'm going 'to the other ban' |
| Do we have to bring weed into eternal life? |