Текст и перевод песни The Law - Anak Band

Anak Band

10% skill 90% face punya 3 lagu hits lalu bikin album the best
Gue gak perlu skill yang penting tampang ngejual
Bikin lagu cinta cewek pun pada terbuai
Gue anak band vokalis band papan atas
Tampang gue keren bikin cewek menahan nafas
Nonton gue perform di bawah udara panas
Walaupun gue lypsinc penonton pada puas

Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah
Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah

Gue punya gitaris yang cuma tau 3 kunci
Tapi aksi panggungnya kaya rocker sejati
Lompat-lompat di panggung dah kayak orang bingung
Mari kita bernyanyi dan menghibur negeri ini
Dengan lirik-lirik lagu yang terus membodohi
Tentang putus cinta nyambung lagi dan sakit hati
Gak perlu bikin lagu yang rumit berseni tinggi
It′s all about the money yo aktifkan rbt

Dengarkan aku laguku isi hatiku
Aku kan selalu di sini untukmu takkan berlalu
Oh yakinkanlah hatimu tuk selalu memuja aku
Tirulah gayaku yang cupu karena aku anak band

Banyak orang yang ngiri banyak yang sirik
Gue kagak peduli walaupun terus dikritik
Album terakhir gue ada di posisi puncak
Walaupun 8 lagunya ternyata ngejiplak
Yang nonton konser gue bukan cuma manusia
Tapi setan kuntilanak dan juga sejenisnya
Walaupun band gue dicap band plagiat
Tapi tawaran job terus mengalir dengan cepat

Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah
Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah

Kalo lagi gak ada job gue rekaman
Gue bikin lagu yang bagus buat jualan
Suara gak bagus gak perlu jadi hambatan
Bilang sama operator, kan bisa di melodyne
Cukup 1 lagu hits gue jadi selebritis
Biar makin eksis pacaran sama artis
Makin sering digosipin gue makin laris
Di acara tv yang kagak pake karcis

Dengarkan aku laguku isi hatiku
Aku kan selalu di sini untukmu takkan berlalu
Oh yakinkanlah hatimu tuk selalu memuja aku
Tirulah gayaku yang cupu karena aku anak band

Ada rapper item jelek yang nyela-nyela gue
Katanya gue homo gak suka ama cewek
Album religi gue laku diman-mana
Gue jual nama tuhan di lagu demi rbt
Gak peduli band gue dicela anak hiphop
Dengan lagu caci makian yang kasar dan jorok
Tampang gue ancur kayak preman pasar induk
Backing vokal gue pake jilbab tpai montok

Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah
Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah

Gue punya teknik membuat lagu yang yahud
Campuran nada pop dengan melayu dan dangdut
Langkah selanjutnya ngurusin gaya rambut
Pake baju ala distro ayo kite cabut
Musik indonesia tai kritikus yang bilang
Tapi kata label sekarang yang penting uang
Makin norak masik ancur dan semakin kampungan
Tapi makin disuka jadi siapa yang disalahkan

Dengarkan aku laguku isi hatiku
Aku kan selalu di sini untukmu takkan berlalu
Oh yakinkanlah hatimu tuk selalu memuja aku
Tirulah gayaku yang cupu karena aku anak band

Band Kid

10% skill, 90% face, with 3 hit songs, then make a "best of" album
I don't need skill, as long as my looks sell
Make a love song, and the girls are swooning
I'm a band kid, vocalist of a top band
My looks are cool, make the girls hold their breath
Watching me perform under the hot sun
Even though I'm lip-syncing, the audience is satisfied

Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah
Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah

I have a guitarist who only knows 3 chords
But his stage act is like a true rocker
Jumping around on stage like a confused person
Let's sing and entertain this country
With lyrics that keep fooling
About breaking up, getting back together, and heartache
No need to make songs that are complex and artistic
It's all about the money yo, activate the ringtone

Listen to me, my song, the contents of my heart
I'll always be here for you, won't fade away
Oh, convince your heart to always adore me
Imitate my goofy style, because I'm a band kid

Many people are envious, many are jealous
I don't care even though I'm constantly criticized
My last album was at the top position
Even though 8 of the songs were plagiarized
Those who watch my concert are not just humans
But also kuntilanak demons and the like
Even though my band is labeled as a plagiarizing band
But job offers keep flowing in quickly

Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah
Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah

When I don't have a gig, I record
I make good songs to sell
A bad voice doesn't need to be an obstacle
Tell the operator, it can be fixed in Melodyne
Just 1 hit song and I become a celebrity
To be more famous, date an actress
The more I'm gossiped about, the more popular I become
On TV shows that don't require tickets

Listen to me, my song, the contents of my heart
I'll always be here for you, won't fade away
Oh, convince your heart to always adore me
Imitate my goofy style, because I'm a band kid

There's an ugly black rapper who keeps dissing me
Says I'm gay, don't like girls
My religious album is selling everywhere
I sell God's name in the song for the sake of ringtones
I don't care if my band is criticized by hip-hop kids
With their songs of insults that are rude and dirty
My face is messed up like a thug from the main market
My backing vocals wear hijabs but are busty

Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah
Aha oyeah aha aha oyeah

I have a technique for making awesome songs
A mix of pop, Malay, and dangdut tunes
Next step is to take care of my hairstyle
Wear distro-style clothes, let's get out of here
Indonesian music is crap, the critics say
But the label says now it's all about the money
The tackier, the more messed up, and the more village-like
But the more people like it, so who's to blame

Listen to me, my song, the contents of my heart
I'll always be here for you, won't fade away
Oh, convince your heart to always adore me
Imitate my goofy style, because I'm a band kid