Du Ska Va President

Nå'nstans nere under jorden, på botten av ett hål
I en gruva i Hell city värker muskler av stål
Där barndoms sånger botar ånger, läker sår
Där skyltfönster ögon lägger pussel, letar spår
Alla föddes lika nakna utan stygn på sin kropp
Tio tusen ton stenar där städer växte upp
Men Akropolis väggar andas smärta, andas hopp
Under jorden, under jorden
Men du vet väl att...
Du ska va president! Du ska va millionär!
Under nattens svarta himmel är det fest i timmar tolv
Alla inkassobreven fyller år på ditt golv
Men vårt liv e' kort - Ett party en papperskorg
Sjung en sång för barnen om ett liv utan sorg
Nå'nstans nere i bunkern dunkar hammarslagens sång
Om hur solen värmer kroppar efter vintern lång
Låt den eka i din hjärna - du e' ett måste, du e' stjärna
Under jorden, under jorden
Men du vet väl att...
Du ska va president! Du ska va millionär!
Under jorden, under jorden, under jorden
Men du vet väl att...
Du ska va president! Du ska va millionär!
Under jorden...

 

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in 12.30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say, Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you
Chorus:
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become
Chorus
(Instrumental break)
Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Four letter word just to get me along
It's a difficulty and i'm biting on my tongue and I
I keep stalling, keeping me together
People around gotta find something to say now

Holding back, everyday the same
Don't wanna be a loner
Listen to me, oh no
I never say anything at all
But with nothing to consider they forget my name
(ame, ame, ame)

They call me 'hell'
They call me 'Stacey'
They call me 'her'
They call me 'Jane'
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name

They call me 'quiet girl'
But i'm an 'ayet' (?)
Maybe 'Joleisa'
Always the same
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name

I miss the catch if they through me the ball
I'm the last kid standing up against the wall
Keep up, falling, these heels they keep me boring
Getting glammed up and sitting on the fence now

So alone all the time at night
Lock myself away
Listen to me, i'm not
Although i'm dressed up, out and all with
Everything considered they forget my name
(ame, ame, ame)

They call me 'hell'
They call me 'Stacey'
They call me 'her'
They call me 'Jane'
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name

They call me 'quiet girl'
But i'm an 'ayet' (?)
Maybe 'Joleisa'
Always the same
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name
That's not my name

Are you calling me darling?
Are you calling me bird?
Are you calling me darling?
Are you calling me bird?