Lyrics of Sindssyge Ting - Suspekt

Sindssyge Ting (original)

Min fucking telefon gi’r mig dårlig samvittighed
Kæmper rigeligt med paranoia
Så nu' skærmtid en mindre del af min virkelighed
Skindøde mænd i byen bli’r fanget i en regn af pis fra balkonen
Til mund, toiletrensende mennesker der åbenbart nyder det
Affaldets oprejsning, ingen grund til at udskyde det
Gensplejsed' dårlig' idéer hylder de på forskellige planer
Sjæleløse mennesker, der savner impro
Uimponered', mens de står med midt i storheden
Må jeg allernådigst komme med lidt info til de blind' vinkler
Det' din fuldt retardered' kådhed
Du' ikk' kunstner, ikk' artist, ikk' avantgarde
Du' et fuckhoved med en guitar
Et pikhoved, der ta’r maden ud af munden på mit barn
En hund, der sku' ind på sit værelse meget snart
Du ska' fucking høre efter, når far taler
For det' nu, genialiteter vælter ud af ærmerne
På den her forhenværende italienske kortærmed' trøje
Orkanens øje sprøjter med de overdådig' mirakler
Taler til dig, hallo, jeg taler til dig, din fucking hund
Det ligger dybt i mit DNA
Vrangsiden planket, det' faretruende genialt
Ingen ord til din mindetal'
Det' bli’r genialt
Det ligger dybt i mit DNA
Vrangsiden planket, det' faretruende genialt
Ingen ord til din mindetal'
Det' bli’r genialt
Sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
S-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
Sind-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned-ned
Konstant lagt ned, bli’r konstant lagt ned
S-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
Sind-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
Sind-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned-ned
Konstant lagt, ting, bli’r konstant lagt ned
På forsiden af avisen for dårligt sladder
Og folk er ordentligt vrede
Men var der nogle, der gad at nævn', vi laved' fucking plader
Andre end Thom-
Har brug for en Treo
Hvis ska' hold' endnu en dag i jeres børnehave
Is på, ro i maven
De ville kalde policen, hvis jeg stadig slog på tæven
Så det må bli' i ringen, hvis jeg har brug for hævn
Sober eller skæv, kyklop eller dværg
Slå hul i stenene på Påskeøen, om så det fucking kræves
Ha, ræv som i retten
Det berømte klap går ned, og jeg sværger, jeg' fra den
Bare gi' mig et fjæs, og hent pressen
Begraver dem i solnedgang, æder dem som kræften
En skændsel for dit køn, et menneske uden dømmekraft
Udstillet på internettet for at få lidt bøssesnak
Du' ikk' engang nålen i en høstak
Et tilfældigt offside-mål, der blev ødelagt
Lige så smuk som en stryger i en hundelort
Og vi havde sikkert set på det, hvis du ku' noget stort
Med hel' dit kulturelle tudekor
En flok rige børn, der tror, vi' fucking huleboere
Fint, mand, I tror, vi' fucking huleboere
Vi har allesammen fjender, der ikk' vil ha', vi skinner
Prøver på at kom' igennem uden at ta' det til mig
Hverdagsproblemer
Hverdagsproblemer
Falske venner
Vasker hænder i din' penge, det' de værste mennesker
Hverdagsproblemer
Det' bar' hverdagsproblemer
Sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
S-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
Sind-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned-ned
Konstant lagt ned, bli’r konstant lagt ned
S-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
Sind-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned
Sind-sindssyge ting bli’r konstant lagt ned-ned
Konstant lagt, ting, bli’r konstant lagt ned

(translation)

My fucking phone gives me a bad conscience
Fights plenty of paranoia
So now 'screen time a minor part of my reality
Skin-dead men in the city are caught in a rain of piss from the balcony
To the mouth, toilet-cleaning people who obviously enjoy it
Rehabilitation of waste, no need to postpone it
Genetically modified 'bad' ideas pay homage to them on various levels
Soulless people who miss impro
Uimponered 'while standing in the midst of greatness
May I graciously come up with some info for the blind 'angles
It 'your fully retardered' madness
You 'ikk' artist, ikk 'artist, ikk' avant-garde
You're a fucking head with a guitar
A cock head that takes the food out of my child's mouth
A dog that scurries into his room very soon
You'll fucking listen when Dad's talking
For it 'now, geniuses roll out of their sleeves
On this former Italian short-sleeved 'jersey
The eye of the hurricane squirts with the lavish 'miracles
Talking to you, hello, I'm talking to you, you fucking dog
It's deep in my DNA
Wrong side planked, it 'dangerously ingenious
No words for your memorial number '
It's going to be brilliant
It's deep in my DNA
Wrong side planked, it 'dangerously ingenious
No words for your memorial number '
It's going to be brilliant
Insane things are constantly being put down
S-crazy things are constantly being put down
Mental-crazy things are constantly being laid down
Constantly laid down, being constantly laid down
S-crazy things are constantly being put down
Mental-crazy things are constantly being put down
Mental-crazy things are constantly being laid down
Constantly laid, things, are constantly laid down
On the front page of the newspaper for bad gossip
And people are really angry
But were there any who bothered to mention ', we made' fucking records
Other than Thom-
Need a Treo
If you are going to 'hold' another day in your kindergarten
Ice on, calm in the stomach
They would call the police if I still hit the bitch
So it must be in the ring if I need revenge
Sober or crooked, cyclops or dwarf
Punch a hole in the rocks on Easter Island, if so fucking required
Ha, fox as in court
The famous clap goes down and I swear, I 'from it
Just give me a face and get the press
Burying them at sunset, eating them like cancer
A disgrace to your gender, a human being without judgment
Exhibited on the internet to get some gay talk
You 'don't' even need the needle in a haystack
A random offside goal that was ruined
As beautiful as an iron in a dog shit
And we would probably have looked at it if you could 'something big
With all your cultural tudekor
A bunch of rich kids who think we 'fucking cave dwellers
Fine, man, you think we're fucking cavemen
We all have enemies who do not 'want', we shine
Trying to get through without taking it to me
Everyday problems
Everyday problems
False friends
Wash your hands in your 'money, it' the worst people
Everyday problems
It 'carried' everyday problems
Insane things are constantly being put down
S-crazy things are constantly being put down
Mental-crazy things are constantly being laid down
Constantly laid down, being constantly laid down
S-crazy things are constantly being put down
Mental-crazy things are constantly being put down
Mental-crazy things are constantly being laid down
Constantly laid, things, are constantly laid down