Lyrics:
Tanker
Forsvinner i hodet mitt hjerte mitt banker
Banker
Pust litt rolig det er ikke ditt ansvar
Ansvar
Len deg bak prøv å slapp av
Slapp av
Du overtenker
peasant's paradise
Chained in a prison without bars
Don't want to live a debtor's life
Don't want to fight no banker's wars
Elitists set the scenes with their
What's that money worth
If you never get a chance to count it
REE don't need no fucking bankers
Stand on business im my own accountant
I don't need no
I'll be as mad as i can be
Shame on me
Shame on me
Banker took my money
Bought him a stake
The banker swore that one day
We'd both feel great
Then
And she knew she had to see that look on a child of her own.
'Cause ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker
sitter bare du og fortviler
men eg banker på di dør
eg banker på di dør
eg banker på di dør
som eg altid har gjort før
loddet ditt har begynt å dra deg
I walked in the bank,
The black leather bag tucked tight beneath my arm
When I pulled the .45,
I looked into the banker's eyes
"Don't you dare
"Hello"
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar
The little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears the mac
In the pouring
Drømmer om Merce,
yacht, villa, Private jet
Vinkjeller, Ice Patek
10 baddies Oppå dekk
Leker ikke Frekk
10 banker
Vi gjør brekk
10 ganger, Om vi må,
de banker igen og igen
Og baby, fuck dem for
I nat der finder du og jeg hjem
Det lyder som et ekko fra væg til væg
Vores hjerter de banker igen og
hjem fra tryk så vi klar til næste show
Banker på mit bryst homie bare hold kæft og gå
Snakken bag min ryg den vil aldrig ændrer noget
Pakker hjem fra
She was a flower for the taking
Her beauty cut just like a knife
He was a banker from Macon
He swore he'd love her all a his life
He bought her
you
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good
you
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good
She was a flower for the taking
Her beauty cut just like a knife
He was a banker from Macon
He swore he'd love her all a his life
He bought her
"Hello"
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar
And little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a mac
In the pouring
see you
Eruku sa lo n pa'wo
Ja won ja won ja won
Omo'le lo wa di banker
Urhnnn oya eni sa'se lo n pa'wo
Ehn ehnn eni sa'se lo n pa'wo
Na'wo na'wo lo n
Run by bankers
Run by history
This city run by gangster killin'
By, by politicians
It's midnight and the parties started
Drinks on drinks on drinks
Intro
Babu babu, jeg kommer nu.
Kan du høre mit hjerte det banker for dig.
Babu babu, jeg kommer nu.
Kan du høre sirenerne nærmer sig.
Vers
don’t care
I will rob the banker
With a million dollars all over this room
Everyone would be my friend, everyone’d be my groom
Remember what I say after
skinner sola her inne hyler skeie
Vi er bønda i fra nord ta vel i mot oss banker alt på fremmed jord
Og vi veit hvor du bor Hils på bønda i fra nord
Sola
If they're made to know otherwise, then that might be an issue
My great-grandfather's an investment banker
My name is the same, spelled front to back
I ain't no driller
Hater why you so bitter
Getting them racks
Man's chilling with the banker
I ain't no quitter
I'm tryna get better
Cause I ain't no
Mit hjerte banker, badum, dum ba dum
Vi starter forfra, vi gør det os i morgen
Det alt for sent, jeg ka slet ik føl' noget
Helt op på månen, sårn, woow
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