Lyrics of Motellblues - Tønes

Motellblues (original)

Veggene var ei gång trehvite
Foten te stålampo skinner i gull og skjermene er rødlige
Her er det alltid ledige romma
Fortrekte gardiner og plastikk-blomster
Tre kanaler på fjernynet
Passordet te nettverket virke ikkje
Dusjhode som spruter i alle retninga
Det er sjeldent eg føle meg så aleina
Tak over hode, tefat med et par sprukne krus
Frokost med h-melk og utvannet jus
Det her e motellblues
Det her e motellblues
Han som drive plassen he overtatt etter faren
Så var gammel og sur og sleid med dårlige bein
Moren gjenge enno her og klage
Hu vise ingen svakhetstegn
Han sidde i resepsjonen og mumle
Eg seie passordet te nettverket virke ikkje
Nøkkelen henger i en bit med to fire
I nattbordet ligge nytestamentet
Tak over hode, tefat med et par sprukne krus
Frokost med h-melk og utvannet jus
Det her e motellblues
Det her e motellblues
Eg tåre ikkje tenka på kem andre som he såve her
Fanden e malt på veggen, han henge og ler

(translation)

The walls were once wooden
The foot of the steel lamp shines in gold and the shades are reddish
Here there are always available rooms
Curtains and plastic flowers preferred
Three channels on TV
The network password does not work
Shower head that sprays in all directions
It's rare that I feel so alone
Roof over head, tea saucer with a couple of cracked mugs
Breakfast with h milk and watered down juice
This is motel blues
This is motel blues
He who runs the place took over from his father
So was old and grumpy and sled with bad legs
The mother is still here complaining
Hu show no signs of weakness
He sat in the reception desk muttering
I say the password and the network doesn't work
The key hangs in a piece of two-by-fours
In the bedside table lie the testament
Roof over head, tea saucer with a couple of cracked mugs
Breakfast with h milk and watered down juice
This is motel blues
This is motel blues
I don't dare think about who else has slept here
The devil is painted on the wall, he hangs and laughs