Pump It Up
mut lääninveijari kuka sen ties,
se siinä pyöri mun ympärilläin,
heti kun vaan vapaaksi jäin.
Se piti helppona nakkina mua,
ja hoki "kulta mä rakastan sua",
kuin kissa hiirtä se kisaili näin,
sanoin sille sen naamaa päin:
Ei oo, ei tuu, ei tipu lämpöö enkä sano juu,
ei mua hilpeet hidalgot vie minnekkään,
se on kyllä nou tänk juu.
Ei oo, ei tuu, ei riitä leikki tilaa joku muu,
The Rat Who Would Be King
Even a blind squirrel finds a nut once in a while
Once you're in you're pretty much fucked
When I was the rat
The rat who would be king
I imagined typhoid and us alone
Always us alone
And I've waited on the sidelines all this time, all this time
And I've a grenade
With our names scratched on the side
But that's just love
And you know that love's not enough
No, no, love's not enough
Crawl from the sea
Wait for some thumbs
A greatness to breed
Build the mall of America
When I was rat
The rat who would be king
I imagined ashes and us alone
Always us alone
And I've waited on the sidelines all this time, all this time
And I've a grenade
With our names scratched on the side
But that's just love
And you know that love's not enough
No, no, love's not enough
Love's not enough, love's not
Not enough