Текст и перевод песни Magtens Korridorer - Terkels Punksang

Terkels Punksang

Stablet op på kæmpe piedestal af diplomater
Kæmper for at holde masken ren
(Boks i sætte?) engle i en (regnfuton?) parade
Larmen fra de flygtende gader
3'eren kører mod Østerbro
Og der er længere end man sku' tro
Velfærdsstatens liderlige pengenarkomaner
Stivnet i en lottofantasi
Små og bløde fuldt bedøved' lalleglade aber
Alle løber ho'det mod en mur
3'eren kører mod Østerbro ...
[- Arh, fuck! Undskyld!- Det gør ik' noed!]

Terkel's Punksong

Standing on a giant pedestal of diplomats
Struggling to keep his mask clean
(Boxing in a tuxedo?) angels in a (raincoat?) parade
The noise from the fleeing streets
The number 3 bus is going to Østerbro
And it takes longer than you'd think
The welfare state's lustful money addicts
Frozen in a lottery fantasy
Small and soft, fully sedated and happy-go-lucky monkeys
Everyone is banging their heads against a wall
The number 3 bus is going to Østerbro ...
[- Oh, fuck! Sorry! - That's okay!]