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La' Den Ringe

Der′ ikk' så meget at forklar′
Mig og dreng' vi' bar′ så på - det′ så simpelt
Jeg si'r: "Fuck ogs′ lig' dig og din single"
Og jeg ka′ husk', at de ikk′ troed' på mig
Men jeg lod det aldrig kom' under huden på mig
Plejed′ at fest uden at ha′ noget at smil' af
Nu ′der styr på lortet - jeg' flot fyr, jeg′ stilren
Det var din dam', det var ikk′ med vilje
Eller måske lidt, men hva' fuck ska' jeg sig′ til det?
Hælder angstmedicin ned med [?]
Et par damer sam′ med Diggie, sam' med Fættermand
Mand, og de andre de′ på vej med en helt kasse patroner
Jeg har ondt af ham, der bor her, folk de er så langt fra sobre, at vi' skør′, mand

Og de tror, jeg lever op til mit navn
Hvis de bar' vidst′ nogle af de ting, som jeg tog med mig i graven
Jeg ka', jeg ka' huske, at hun plejed′ at spil′ travl
Nu' det mig, der har travlt, bror, der′ ti ubesvared'

Bar′ la' den ring′
La' den ring', la′ den ring′, la' den ring′
La' den ring′, la' den ring′, la' den ring'
(For vi har alt, hva′ vi har brug for)
Hva′ fuck ska' jeg ta′ min telefon for?
Bar' la′ den ring'
La′ den ring', la' den ring′, la′ den ring'
La′ den ring', la′ den ring', la′ den ring'
(For vi har alt, hva' vi har brug for)
Så hva′ fuck ska′ jeg ta' min telefon for?

Intet at forklar′ - vi' ikk′ herfra, vi' fra Mars
Mig, jeg′ en ung veteran - der' intet, de ka' si′ til mig
Boozer, halvnøgne kvinder, poser som der bli′r rystet
Et par mørklægningsgardiner, folk de har det for grineren
Folk de har det for grineren
Det har været nogle hæftig' fucking aftener
Det′ det hurtig' ban′ liv, brormand, det liv, der har skabt mig
Det ka' slet ikk′ følge med, træder ind, vi ejer stedet
Gør dem utilpasse, der' en hulens masse under sædet

Og de tror, jeg lever op til mit navn
Hvis de bar' vidst′ nogle af de ting, som jeg tog med mig i graven
Jeg ka′, jeg ka' huske, at hun plejed′ at spil' travl
Nu′ det mig, der har travlt, bror, der' ti ubesvared′

Bar' la' den ring′
La′ den ring', la′ den ring', la′ den ring'
La′ den ring', la' den ring′, la′ den ring'
(For vi har alt, hva′ vi har brug for)
Hva' fuck ska′ jeg ta' min telefon for?
Bar′ la' den ring'
La′ den ring′, la' den ring′, la' den ring′
La' den ring′, la' den ring', la′ den ring′
(For vi har alt, hva' vi har brug for)
Så hva′ fuck ska' jeg ta′ min telefon for?

Hvorfor er det, at de tror, vi ku' holdes ned′?
Jeg har hele mit hold med
Vi' blevet nogle unge veteraner
Pigerne skal holde telefonen i lommen som var det Shamba
For vi sætter virkelig pris på vores privatliv
Jeg si'r: "Det her det′ det fucking hurtig′ ban' liv"

Jeg si′r det her, det er det fucking hurtig' ban′ liv
(For vi har alt, hva' vi har brug for
Så hva′ fuck ska' jeg ta' min telefon for?)
Jeg si′r det her, det er det fucking hurtig′ ban' liv
(For vi har alt, hva′ vi har brug for
Så hva' fuck ska′ jeg ta' min telefon for?)
Jeg si′r det her, det er det fucking hurtig' ban' liv (Ban′ liv, ban′ liv, ban' liv)

Let It Ring

There′s not much to explain
My boys and I were just having fun - it's that simple
I say: "Fuck off and go be single"
And I remember they didn't believe in me
But I never let it get under my skin
I used to party without having anything to smile about
Now everything's sorted out - I'm a good-looking guy, I'm clean
It was your girl, babe, it wasn't intentional
Or maybe a little, but what the fuck should I say about it?
Downing anxiety meds with [?]
A couple of ladies together with Diggie, together with Cousin
Man, and the others are on their way with a whole box of bullets
I feel sorry for the guy who lives here, people are so far from sober that we're crazy, man

And they think I live up to my name
If they only knew some of the things I took to the grave
I can, I can remember she used to play hard to get
Now it's me who's busy, bro, ten missed calls

Just let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
(Because we got everything we need)
What the fuck should I pick up my phone for?
Just let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
(Because we got everything we need)
So what the fuck should I pick up my phone for?

Nothing to explain - we're not from here, we're from Mars
Me, I'm a young veteran - there's nothing they can say to me
Booze, half-naked women, bags being shaken
A couple of blackout curtains, people are having a blast
People are having a blast
There have been some hectic fucking nights
It's the fast lane life, bro, the life that made me
It can't keep up, we step in, we own the place
Make them uncomfortable, there's a hell of a lot under the seat

And they think I live up to my name
If they only knew some of the things I took to the grave
I can, I can remember she used to play hard to get
Now it's me who's busy, bro, ten missed calls

Just let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
(Because we got everything we need)
What the fuck should I pick up my phone for?
Just let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring
(Because we got everything we need)
So what the fuck should I pick up my phone for?

Why do they think we could be held down?
I got my whole team with me
We've become some young veterans
The girls should keep their phones in their pockets like it was Shamba
Because we really appreciate our privacy
I say: "This is the fucking fast lane life"

I'm saying this, it's the fucking fast lane life
(Because we got everything we need
So what the fuck should I pick up my phone for?)
I'm saying this, it's the fucking fast lane life
(Because we got everything we need
So what the fuck should I pick up my phone for?)
I'm saying this, it's the fucking fast lane life (Lane life, lane life, lane life)