Färgernas krig [English translation]

Different colour on the props

But the red and the blue

dance after the same flute (flute)

No matter how you change the colour of the parliament

our heaven never turns blue

Answer me up there, why is it like that?

On the same side you seem to never walk

The colours they fight so the future turns grey

My boss gets a bonus, me and my mates have to leave

Answer me up there, why is it like that?

Why is it like that?

When we say we want to go forth

They ask right or left?

I look at them like I didn't get the joke

I get sick of them never agreeing

Of something but that they're rivals

Higher walls, more guards, more fences

That defends our made up borders

In christmas time there are helping hands

But they're gone January to December

When will they meet?

Do their watches never go right?

It's a tragedy called joint policy

Oooooh, it's the war of colours

No matter how you change the colour of the parliament

our heaven never turns blue

Answer me up there, why is it like that?

On the same side you seem to never walk

The colours they fight so the future turns grey

My boss gets a bonus, me and my mates have to leave

Answer me up there, why is it like that?

Why is it like that?

I open the newspaper and watch the news

It's about viruses and ten ways to avoid the fever

I wonder what powers control the ether

Maybe they use fear as a control measure

All the judgement day's prophets promise violence and misery

But there has to be something else, has to be a better world

The really heavy burden is carried by the people

Because the leaders they never live as they teach

No, we pay for the luxury they live in

Then they get caught with their pants down

It's new names for the problems with the same theater

And the same scenes...

No matter how you change the colour of the parliament

our heaven never turns blue

Answer me up there, why is it like that?

On the same side you seem to never walk

The colours they fight so the future turns grey

My boss gets a bonus, me and my mates have to leave

Answer me up there, why is it like that?

Why is it like that?

Because it's the same theater, different props

I, the red and the blue

all dance after the same flute (flute)

It's the same theater, different props

But when they step on us

they step on a mine

When the curtain has dropped, in a play

• Artist:Kapten Röd
• Album:Fläcken som aldrig går bort