Lyrics of Plastik Nation - Trepac, Khal Allan, Niklas

Plastik Nation (original)

Ey yo jeg buster det, for folk der vil ofre deres tid
På det jeg sir' ellers sir' jeg fuck det og skrider
Men jeg ved hvor jeg står og hovederne bopper
Så få poterne op, pindende puffet og pagnepropperne poppet
Få paner fjolserne stoppet, for daner folket for nok
Af de fucking puppets, officer, officer, officer
Yeah officers der overser vores borger rettigheder
Og bare bliver ved at være fucking nederen
En spand maling til de falske reklamer
I bad standing hos de danske statsbaner med kander på gaden
Med flere bannere, forbander dagens Danmark
Med damer og herrer der' fed up med og statstager
Bare der var valg snart så alle vil' valgfarte
Til stemmeboksen og ta' ansvaret som en voksen
Højredrejningen er fucked, det' ik' et spørgsmål om fortolkning
Sig nej til fire års mere buttfuckning af befolkningen
Snakker hele tiden, men hvad skal man tro
Dem der leder lytter ik', de deler landet i to
Sidder fast lige nu, der' ik' plads til at gro
Kun plads til forbrug i en plastik nation
Snakker hele tiden, men hvad skal man tro
Dem der leder lytter ik', de deler landet i to
Sidder fast lige nu, der' ik' plads til at gro
Kun plads til forbrug i en plastik nation
Folk er på gaden for de forholder sig stadig
Til at fjolset ved magten endnu ik' er fløjet fra reden
Og folkefreden forsvinder i takt med nolen på staden
Når mangfoldigheden gang på gang blir' voldtaget af staten
Det' barske løjer, hvornår får jeg lidt fred
Fra højrefløjens fremmed fjendske paranoia og had
De fylder folk med frygt og føjer spot til skade
For de er fløjtende ligeglade, det' bare løgn og facade
Så jeg må tøjre min vrede, når hovedparten af landet er latterlige og stemmer
Anders Fogh til magten
Bare få ham ud af vagten eller tag til takke
Med en ny terrorpakke under træet juleaften
Og uanset hvor mange ordrer det gir'
Så er der individer der ik' la' sig normaliser'
Det' dem der tænder på frihed, dem der elsker musikken
Det alle dem hvor hjertet det sidder til venstre for midten
Snakker hele tiden, men hvad skal man tro
Dem der leder lytter ik', de deler landet i to
Sidder fast lige nu, der' ik' plads til at gro
Kun plads til forbrug i en plastik nation
Snakker hele tiden, men hvad skal man tro
Dem der leder lytter ik', de deler landet i to
Sidder fast lige nu, der' ik' plads til at gro
Kun plads til forbrug i en plastik nation

(translation)

Ey yo I bust it for people who want to sacrifice their time
On that I sir' otherwise sir' I fuck it and slide
But I know where I stand and heads are bopping
So get your paws up, your paws puffed and your earplugs popped
Get the panners to stop the fools, because the people have had enough
By the fucking puppets, officer, officer, officer
Yeah officers who overlook our citizen rights
And just keep being the fucking jerk
A bucket of paint for the false advertisements
In bad standing at the Danish state railways with jugs on the street
With more banners, curse today's Denmark
With ladies and gentlemen there' fed up with and statesman
Only there were elections soon so everyone will go to the polls
To the voting booth and take responsibility like an adult
The right turn is fucked, it's not a matter of interpretation
Say no to four more years of butt-fucking the population
Talking all the time, but what to believe
Those in charge don't listen, they divide the country in two
Stuck right now, no room to grow
Only room for consumption in a plastic nation
Talking all the time, but what to believe
Those in charge don't listen, they divide the country in two
Stuck right now, no room to grow
Only room for consumption in a plastic nation
People are on the streets because they are still in relationships
That the fool in power has not yet flown from the nest
And the public peace disappears along with the noise in the city
When diversity is repeatedly raped by the state
It's rough jokes, when will I get some peace
From the xenophobic paranoia and hate of the right wing
They fill people with fear and add insult to injury
Because they don't really care, it's just a lie and a facade
So I have to restrain my anger when the majority of the country is ridiculous and votes
Anders Fogh to power
Just get him out of the guard or take thanks
With a new terror package under the tree on Christmas Eve
And no matter how many orders it brings'
Then there are individuals who do not allow themselves to be normalised'
It' those who turn on freedom, those who love music
All those where the heart sits to the left of the center
Talking all the time, but what to believe
Those in charge don't listen, they divide the country in two
Stuck right now, no room to grow
Only room for consumption in a plastic nation
Talking all the time, but what to believe
Those in charge don't listen, they divide the country in two
Stuck right now, no room to grow
Only room for consumption in a plastic nation