Paroles et traduction Atena feat. Fredrik Bergersen Klemp & Avile - Oljebarn i Helligvann

Oljebarn i Helligvann

Champagne flyr i lufta mens Maria gråter blod
Tårer blir til tåke mens vi skeier ut på do
"Speed og MDMA?" - "Fuck it; begge to"
Kirka står i flammer, la unga stå å glo

Olja renner, Oslo Brenner
Oljebarn i helligvann til Gud vi ikke tror på en gang
La de grave, pappa betaler
La de borre, pappa betaler
Vestkantbarna brenner

De høster lapper for hver lille bagatell
Og de kan ikke vikke med mindre vi går med på gjeld
Vi hakke no valg, vi kan ikke snu
Så fyll opp glasset før tia går ut

Champagne flyr i lufta mens Maria gråter blod
Tårer blir til tåke mens vi skeier ut på do
"Speed og MDMA?" - "Fuck it; begge to"
Kirka står i flammer, la unga stå å glo

Kirka står i flammer, la unga stå å glo
Kirka står i flammer, la unga stå å glo

For det er penger som langer i en verden av anger
Mens vi drømmer på skjermer og nynner på sanger
Svar gull, svart fredag, svarte lunger, hvite tenner
Tagga vegger gjemt bak sedler, trenger ikke bry oss lenger

Det er for seint
Vi kan ikke snu
Sku tenkt over det
Holder ut til fredag

Manisk desperat, svelger piller fra sølvfat
Mørke dager for en raring, burde heller spist maling
"Mer, mer, mer"
"Det går jo aldri tomt"

Det var for seint
Vi kanke snu
Holder ut til fredag

Champagne flyr i lufta mens Maria gråter blod
Tårer blir til tåke mens vi skeier ut på do
"Speed og MDMA?" - "Fuck it; begge to"
Kirka står i flammer, la unga stå å glo

Kirka står i flammer, la unga stå å glo
Kirka står i flammer, la unga stå å glo
Vestkantbarna brenner

Oil Children in Holy Water

Champagne is flying in the air while Mary is crying blood
Tears turn into fog while we party in the bathroom
"Speed and MDMA?" - "Fuck it; give me both"
The church is in flames, let the young ones stare

Oil is flowing, Oslo is burning
Oil children in holy water, we don't believe in God anyway
Let them dig, daddy will pay
Let them drill, daddy will pay
The children of the upper west side are burning

They are piling up bills for every little thing
And they can't afford unless we go into debt
We have no choice, we can't turn back
So fill up your glass before time runs out

Champagne is flying in the air while Mary is crying blood
Tears turn into fog while we party in the bathroom
"Speed and MDMA?" - "Fuck it; give me both"
The church is in flames, let the young ones stare

The church is in flames, let the young ones stare
The church is in flames, let the young ones stare

Because it's money that rules in a world of regret
While we dream on screens and hum songs
Black gold, Black Friday, black lungs, white teeth
Tagged walls hidden behind banknotes, we don't need to care anymore

It's too late
We can't turn back
Should have thought about it
Let's hold out till Friday

Manically desperate, swallowing pills from silver plates
Dark days for a weirdo, I should have eaten paint instead
"More, more, more"
"It will never run out"

It was too late
We can't turn back
Let's hold out till Friday

Champagne is flying in the air while Mary is crying blood
Tears turn into fog while we party in the bathroom
"Speed and MDMA?" - "Fuck it; give me both"
The church is in flames, let the young ones stare

The church is in flames, let the young ones stare
The church is in flames, let the young ones stare
The children of the upper west side are burning