Текст и перевод песни Østkyst Hustlers - Jazzys Gambit

Jazzys Gambit

For de fleste mennesker handler livet i storbyen bare om at overleve. Om at komme helskindet gennem den ene dag og så den næste. Uden at blive knust i storbyens kværnende maskine. Disse mennesker stiller ikke længere krav, hverken til sig selv eller til andre. Man kan lugte angsten på dem og det gør dem til lette ofre for en lille gruppe blodsugende snyltedyr. En gruppe med en barsk uddannelse fra livets skole. Ingen eksamen, bare hård hud og ar på sjælen. De kalder sig: Hustlers. Du ved ikke hvem de er før det er for sent, men de ved hvem du er.

Hvor cool kan man være, ja hvor cool er jeg, spørger jeg
Når jeg tjener penge, gør jeg det til en leg, gør jeg
Legen er vel egentlig ikke synderlig speciel
Jeg tager fra de rige og jeg giver til mig selv!
Jeg har taget fra de fattige og grinet når de peb
Ingen køer er hellige, jeg bruger alle kneb
Mine forældre synes bestemt det lød så pænt hvis jeg hed Morten men hvis du vil kalde mig Jazzy er det også helt i orden
Navnet har hængt ved en ti års tid vil jeg tro
Fra en gang hvor jeg hang inde på Vesterbro
Der hvor nogen ikke har noget og hvor nogen har en masse
Når man hænger med de dumme, så er man dum, hvis ikke man scorer kassen
Så jeg begyndte at lave mønter uden at svede
På alle de vamle gamle mænd og deres liderlighed
De betaler for en spiller, spilder tiden for vildt
Og det er fint så længe det ikke er min tid der bliver spildt
Og spild af tid er det at sidde og vende hver mønt

Før man giver den væk og alligevel slet ikke har råd til pynt
Pynt har selvfølgelig ikke noget at gøre med jul
Pynt det er Rolex, Ray-Ban og Sort guld
Pynt er en bil med panel af kastanie
Pynt er de piger der kan købes med champagne
Pynten rullede ind så længe pigerne kunne skrabe
En masse dadler hjem, men det var dem med en helt forkert farve
Og når farver er forkerte hvad skal de så nytte?
Jeg besluttede mig for at få iværksætterstøtte
Den første biks jeg åbnede var med pornofilm på postordre
Hulledukker, gummiting, lekture fra Rapport
Og der var godt gang i lortet i de første par år
Men der er ingenting tilbage når Kongens foged går
Plasticstandsede dansedukker havde jeg fået støbt
På et plasticstøberi jeg undervejs havde købt
Butikken der gik i betalingsstandsning standsede som min standse dansedukke produktion, og der er kom en fandens masse pansere
Talte alle de tal der alt i alt var alt hvad der skulle være
Intet gemt intet glemt, det stemte som jeg sagde
Og heldigvis for gælden i mit plasticstøberi
Var helt legalt betalt som løn til firma nummer 3
Men det var sgu for farligt så jeg tømte mine selskaber
Bossen tudede da han røg ud og jeg fik sagt: Farvel taber!
Så var der Baltica-agentens kolde sved
Da han hørte at støberiet og mit lager var brændt ned
Der var sgu noget der brændte, men det meste blev solgt
Den firmabil der giver mig stil var alt hvad jeg beholdt
Jeg tog en chance skiftede branche til designerdrugs
De var lette at omsætte til god dansk box
Jeg kendte en person med lidt forstand på kemi
Fra en tid på Novo Nordisk der forlængst var forbi
Einar som han hed var en totalt syret fyr
Men han kunne lide at koge kolber, han var ikke særlig dyr
Og han havde alt i alt leveret små 100 kg piller
At levere noget mere kunne jeg let få ham til
Og han leverede når jeg investerede femhundrede kroner
Gav det 20.000 dadler i ren provision
Og det er jo ganske sund business men det er da også til grin
Hvis man har en Jaguar og ikke har råd til benzin
Jeg regnede med at tjene ca. 20 kilo mere
Efter en tur forbi Vesterbro, Einars kvarter

Han så frisk ud, jeg havde først prøvet klokken
Så havde jeg banket nogle gange ude af takt med heavyrocken
Da den blev skruet ned havde jeg banket igen
En stemme havde spurgt hvem jeg var og jeg havde svaret den
Så blev en kæde og en slå slået fra
Der stod han jeg kunne næsten ikke se hvem det var
For han så frisk ud, det var sgu' mærkværdigt
For så længe jeg havde kendt ham havde han altid ihærdigt
Forsøgt om han kunne flyve med lidt hjælp fra kemi
Og piller kunne han lave i sit hjemmedrugdesigneri
Og frisk så han ud, jeg sagde: "Einar, hvad så?"
Han sagde: "Hvordan går det Jazzy? Kom inden for."
Og hold kæft hvor var der rodet der var Einar han boede
Jeg banede mig vej hen til hvor møblerne stod
Han sagde: "Sæt dig ned. Vil du have noget te?"
"Te!?!","Ja, det er det der i breve du ve'."
Jeg sagde: "Måske når jeg har fået de der drugs som du har lovet."
Han sagde: "Jeg skal først lige fortælle dig noget."
Jeg sagde: "Einar, tag dig sammen. Du har fandeme haft en uge, så lad være med at sige de ikke er færdige endnu."
Han sagde: "Nej, slap nu af Jazz. Det hele er fedt. Det er næsten samme opskrift. Jeg har bare ændret lidt."
Jeg sagde: "Det er okay med mig, men hvordan kan det være
At du ændrer på noget der er fint som det er?"
Han sagde: "Fint og fint. Det ved jeg ikke om de var
Når man tog dem blev man underlig man grinede jo bare
Og man så mærkelige farver, man væltede rundt
Og sådan noget er altså ikke særlig sundt."
Og så fablede han om helsekost sundhedstrip og æblemost
Og alt det shit der mangler i almindelig kost
Vitamin fra A til Z og Chrom-Selen og Natusan
Manden var for syg og så sagde jeg: "Hvad fanden
Har det med mig at gøre? En snak om helsepløre
Er ikke lige det jeg er kommet for at høre."
Han sagde: "Jazzy, de er gode. Du skal ikke være bange
De er bedre end de gamle. Du skulle prøve dem engang
Jeg har spist dem i en uge og jeg har det for godt
De hjælper mod migræne og forkølelsessnot
De kan hjælpe på din blege og usunde hud."
Jeg sagde: "Det rager ikke dig hvordan jeg går og ser ud
Men det rager mig en del hvis det er rigtigt du fortæller
At du ikke har lavet drugs, men vitaminpiller!"
Han sagde: "Det er både vitaminer, mineraler og klid."
Jeg sagde: "Hvad fanden. Det kan jeg da ikke bruge til en skid!"
"Arrrhhh... Men hør nu lige her...", "Nej hør selv lige mester:
Jeg skal levere dope til en af byens techno-fester
Der er DJ's nede fra Tyskland, der kommer op og spiller
Tror du de vil gå og gufle vitaminpiller?"
"Ja for det de ikke ved har de vel heller ikke ondt af
Det fede er at dem her får de det sundt af
De får hverken depressioner eller hjernen stegt
Og det meste af et trip er psykologisk effekt
Så hvis du nu siger at det er det fede de har fået
Så er der sgu' ingen der opdager noget."
Jeg sagde: "Når folk de dropper dope så vil de fandeme også ku' mærke det
Lav de piller om, og det skal eddermame gå stærkt."
Han sagde: "Aldrig! Min recept den er for suveræn."
Jeg sagde: "Fint. Så giv mig mine penge igen."
Han sagde: "Hvad for nogen penge?", "Ja alle dem jeg gav dig
For at lave ecstasy til glade dansepsykopater
Vitaminer gør dem simpelthen i dårligt humør, du
Så jeg skal ud at finde mig en ny leverandør nu
Og derfor skal jeg have mine penge tilbage."
Einar han rystede på sit hoved og sagde:
"Jeg har brugt dem på metaller og lagt ud for mineraler
Og det jeg har lagt ud vil jeg godt have du betaler."
"Du får fandeme ikke mere. Jeg har sgu' fået nok besvær
De lorte vitaminer er jo ingenting værd."
Han sagde: "Hvad fanden ved du om kvalitetsmedicin?
Dit småfascistoide og nærige svin?"
Og jeg kunne se på hans friske fjæs, der ikke var noget at gøre
Så jeg tog hans vitaminer og gik ud af hans dør

Jazzy's Gambit

For most people, life in the big city is just about survival. About getting through one day and then the next. Without being crushed in the city's grinding machine. These people no longer make demands, neither on themselves nor on others. You can smell the fear on them, and it makes them easy prey for a small group of bloodsucking parasites. A group with a harsh education from the school of life. No exams, just hard skin and scars on the soul. They call themselves: Hustlers. You don't know who they are until it's too late, but they know who you are.

How cool can you be, yeah how cool am I, I ask
When I make money, I make it into a game, I do
The game isn't really that special
I take from the rich and I give to myself!
I've taken from the poor and laughed when they cried
No cows are sacred, I use all the tricks
My parents definitely thought it sounded so nice if my name was Morten but if you want to call me Jazzy, that's perfectly fine
The name has been around for ten years I think
From a time when I was hanging out in Vesterbro
Where some people have nothing and some people have a lot
When you hang out with the stupid, you're stupid if you don't make a killing
So I started making money without breaking a sweat
On all the sleazy old men and their lust
They pay for a player, waste time like crazy
And that's fine as long as it's not my time that's being wasted
And a waste of time it is to sit and turn over every coin

Before you give it away and still can't afford bling
Bling, of course, has nothing to do with Christmas
Bling is Rolex, Ray-Ban and black gold
Bling is a car with chestnut paneling
Bling is the girls that can be bought with champagne
The bling rolled in as long as the girls could scrape
A lot of dates home, but they were the ones with the wrong color
And when colors are wrong, what good are they?
I decided to get entrepreneurial support
The first shop I opened was with porn movies by mail order
Blow-up dolls, rubber things, reading material from Rapport
And there was good business in the shit for the first couple of years
But there's nothing left when the King's bailiff comes
Plastic molded dancing dolls I had cast
At a plastic molding factory I had bought along the way
The shop that went into receivership stalled like my stalled dancing doll production, and there came a hell of a lot of suits
Counting all the numbers that in total were all there was supposed to be
Nothing hidden, nothing forgotten, it matched what I said
And luckily for the debt in my plastic molding factory
Was legally paid as wages to company number 3
But it was too risky so I emptied my companies
The boss cried when he got kicked out and I said: Goodbye loser!
Then there was the Baltica agent's cold sweat
When he heard that the molding factory and my warehouse had burned down
There was something that burned, but most of it was sold
The company car that gives me style was all I kept
I took a chance and switched industries to designer drugs
They were easy to convert into good Danish box
I knew a person with a bit of understanding of chemistry
From a time at Novo Nordisk that was long gone
Einar, as he was called, was a totally crazy guy
But he liked to boil flasks, he wasn't very expensive
And all in all, he had delivered about 100 kg of pills
I could easily get him to deliver some more
And he delivered when I invested five hundred kroner
Gave it 20,000 dates in pure commission
And that's pretty healthy business, but it's also laughable
If you have a Jaguar and can't afford gas
I figured on making about 20 kilos more
After a trip past Vesterbro, Einar's neighborhood

He looked fresh, I had first tried the doorbell
Then I had knocked a few times out of sync with the heavy rock
When it was turned down I had knocked again
A voice had asked who I was and I had answered it
Then a chain and a bolt were unbolted
There he stood, I could barely see who it was
For he looked fresh, it was strange
For as long as I had known him he had always diligently
Tried to see if he could fly with a little help from chemistry
And he could make pills in his home drug designer lab
And fresh he looked, I said: "Einar, what's up?"
He said: "How's it going Jazzy? Come on in."
And damn, was it messy where Einar lived
I made my way to where the furniture stood
He said: "Sit down. Would you like some tea?"
"Tea!?!", "Yes, it's what you know from letters."
I said: "Maybe after I've had those drugs you promised."
He said: "I just need to tell you something."
I said: "Einar, get a grip. You've had a whole week, so don't tell me they're not done yet."
He said: "No, relax Jazz. It's all good. It's almost the same recipe. I've just changed it a little."
I said: "That's okay with me, but how can it be
That you change something that's fine as it is?"
He said: "Fine and fine. I don't know if they were
When you took them you became strange, you just laughed
And you saw strange colors, you rolled around
And that kind of thing is really not very healthy."
And then he rambled on about health food, health kicks, and apple juice
And all the shit that's missing in a normal diet
Vitamin from A to Z and Chromium-Selenium and Natusan
The man was too sick, and then I said: "What the hell
Does that have to do with me? A talk about health slop
Is not exactly what I came here to hear."
He said: "Jazzy, they're good. You don't have to be afraid
They're better than the old ones. You should try them sometime
I've been eating them for a week and I feel great
They help with migraines and cold snot
They can help with your pale and unhealthy skin."
I said: "It's none of your business how I look
But it concerns me a lot if it's true what you're telling me
That you haven't made drugs, but vitamin pills!"
He said: "It's both vitamins, minerals, and bran."
I said: "What the hell. I can't use that for anything!"
"Arrrhhh... But listen to this...", "No, listen to yourself, master:
I have to deliver dope to one of the city's techno parties
There are DJs down from Germany who come up and play
Do you think they're going to go around gobbling vitamin pills?"
"Yeah, because what they don't know they don't hurt from
The cool thing is that these make them healthy
They don't get depressions or their brains fried
And most of a trip is a psychological effect
So if you say it's the good stuff they've got
Then no one will notice anything."
I said: "When people drop dope they're going to be able to feel it too
Redo those pills, and it's got to be quick."
He said: "Never! My recipe is too sovereign."
I said: "Fine. Then give me my money back."
He said: "What money?", "Yeah, all the money I gave you
To make ecstasy for happy dancing psychopaths
Vitamins simply put them in a bad mood, you
So I need to find myself a new supplier now
And that's why I need my money back."
Einar shook his head and said:
"I've spent it on metals and paid for minerals
And what I've spent I want you to pay."
"You're not getting another dime. I've had enough trouble
Those damn vitamins aren't worth anything."
He said: "What the hell do you know about quality medicine?
You petty fascist and stingy pig?"
And I could see from his fresh face that there was nothing to be done
So I took his vitamins and walked out his door