Текст и перевод песни Skandaali - Tää on sulle

Tää on sulle

Oon ollu aina paha suusta, aina patalaiska
Elm on paskamaista ja maailma on paska paikka.
Joten paskat vaikka kuoltais thn
Jos vaik unohtais rbn ja juotais tnn.
Idin pikkupojat muuttuu kamikaze-nuoriks.
Pilvilinnast vapaalla ku halinallet huoris
Puhuu tisseille, maksaa vaginalle tuopin
Ja tipiks antaa ovel kahva-apinalle tuolist.
Se on eskapismii leffafiilis,
Lekaskidit pist mestat lekal likki.
Ostaa velaks nippii, spedaa bensaa
Kastaa frendin siihen ja leikkii stendaril
T maailma on sairas kuin sen jlkikasvu
Jrki, vastuu ja rakkaus vai knnisavut
Sit jrki sammuu ja ne liskii pannuun
Niinku is teki sillon ku iti parku.
Kertsi:
T on nuorille joilla ei oo kunnianhimoo
T on sulle, joka oot klubilla kiskoo
T on sulle jos dokaat mit mutsillta irtoo
Ja sulle jos tuntuu ett kulli taas irtoo
T on nuorille joilla ei oo kunnianhimoo
T on sulle, joka pelaa cubea sillon
Kun lintsaat ja koulu ei huvita viikkoon
Ja sulle jos tuntuu ett kulli taas irtoo.
On infotulvast ihottumaa niin ett irtoo muna
Tieto mit isot tekee mutta miten isoks tullaan
Ne ei haluu koulutusta vaan, kaulaan kilon kultaa
Kiinnijminen on vrin mut ei mikn rikos lunttaa
On tulos harmeja vastaan, sain armeija kasvaa
Kai koht meil on sarvet ja partaa,
Sorkat ja atraimet mua pakenee alta
Ja isi hakee lapsukaiset palelemasta.
Musa on nuori se on uususkonto
Sanat muuttuu tekoiks kunnes suuttuu kunnol.
Uupuu usko ja hukkuu pulloon
Dokaa sen vuokran ja nukkuu ulkon
On tulevaisuus harmaa ja lhimuisti hatara
Upee lapsuus takana ja ni kuiskii takaa taas.
Trapetsilla on kamalaa ku agressiot parantaa
Vaan ksi joka ohjaa pikkulapset kirkost vajan taa.
Kertsi:
T on nuorille joilla ei oo kunnianhimoo
T on sulle, joka oot klubilla kiskon
T on sulle jos dokaat mit mutsillta irtoo
Ja sulle jos tuntuu ett kulli taas irtoo
T on nuorille joilla ei oo kunnianhimoo
T on sulle, joka pelaa cubea sillon
Kun lintsaat ja koulu ei huvita viikkoon
Ja sulle jos tuntuu ett kulli taas irtoo.
T on sulle jos masennus taas laskee musaa,
T on jos elms on ankeen musta,
T on sulle jos sait aina lapsena turpaan,
T on sulle jos tuntees on arpeentumas,
T on sulle jos sulla ei oo tulevaisuutta,
T on sulle jos sulla on unelmat tuhkan
T on sulle jos ne koittaa mutettaa suus
Ja sulle ja sulle ja sulle ja sulle ja
Kertsi x3
T on nuorille joilla ei oo kunnianhimoo
T on sulle, joka oot klubilla kiskon
T on sulle jos dokaat mit mutsillta irtoo
Ja sulle jos tuntuu ett kulli taas irtoo
T on nuorille joilla ei oo kunnianhimoo
T on sulle, joka pelaa cubea sillon
Kun lintsaat ja koulu ei huvita viikkoon
Ja sulle jos tuntuu ett kulli taas irtoo.

This Is for You

I've always been bad with my mouth, always lazy
Life is shit and the world is a shit place.
So fuck it, let's die today
If only we could forget about the future and just drink today.
Little boys turn into kamikaze youths.
Free from the cloud castle like teddy bears whores
Talk to the tits, pay the pussy a pint
And give the monkey door handle a chair.
It's escapism a movie feeling,
Stunt driving makes the place light up.
Buy nipple debt, speed gas
Throw a friend in it and play on the grandstand
The world is as sick as its aftermath
Reason, responsibility and love or just fumes
Then reason fades and they pour into the pot
Like daddy did back when I was a crying baby.
Chorus:
This is for the youth who have no ambition
This is for you, who's pulling in the club
This is for you if you booze what mom gives you
And for you if you feel like you're coming again
This is for the youth who have no ambition
This is for you, who play cube then
When you skip school and don't feel like it for a week
And for you if you feel like you're coming again.
There's so much information rash that I'm getting an itchy pussy
Knowledge what the big ones do but how to become big
They don't want education, just a kilo of gold around their necks
Getting caught is a shame but cheating is no crime
It's the result of resisting the army, it's my turn to grow
Maybe we'll have horns and beards soon,
Hooves and plows escape me
And daddy gets the kids freezing.
Music is young, it's a new religion
Words turn into deeds until you get really angry.
Faith fades and drowns in a bottle
He drank that rent and slept outside
The future is gray and the meat memory is fragile
Great childhood behind and it whispers behind you again.
The trapeze is terrible when aggression heals
But the boy who leads the little children from the church to the shelter.
Chorus:
This is for the youth who have no ambition
This is for you, who's pulling in the club
This is for you if you booze what mom gives you
And for you if you feel like you're coming again
This is for the youth who have no ambition
This is for you, who play cube then
When you skip school and don't feel like it for a week
And for you if you feel like you're coming again.
This is for you if depression is getting your music down again,
This is for you if life is boringly black,
This is for you if you were always bullied as a child,
This is for you if your feelings are scarred,
This is for you if you have no future,
This is for you if your dreams are in ashes
This is for you if they try to shut you up
And for you and you and you and you and
Chorus x3
This is for the youth who have no ambition
This is for you, who's pulling in the club
This is for you if you booze what mom gives you
And for you if you feel like you're coming again
This is for the youth who have no ambition
This is for you, who play cube then
When you skip school and don't feel like it for a week
And for you if you feel like you're coming again.