Hore og Madonna [English translation]

You ask me about a rumour and go mad if it

Isn't true

You're a fucking riddle

I know that I can be an idiot too once in a while

But you're in a league of your own

Being my naive self

I let the dogs out and let them paint

The sky pink

Everything runs its course

But you always have to be a hero with your underwear

On the outside of your trousers

It was me who let the dogs out

When the clouds go away there aren't

Any atheists on the sea

And we sail a shipwreck, just as fragile as a

Potato chip

Into the eye of the storm

Two knives in your side

I don't know how you trust me

I don't care, but when you say that you

Love me

I believe you like people believe in God

Regret that I tried to open up to

You

I sat there like it was after a seppuku

If I get more confidence now, then ask me to leave

Down low like a fucking Lamborgini

Think I had an incident, because I

Took it way too far and took you with me to

Hell

It went to my head, I think

Touch me like nothing is sacred

It’s not too early for me

We can stay up late

I can be a jailbird

And you can be the officer

Are you Lassie or are you a rex

Sex sells, so I sell sex

You’re a box of chocolates

Never ever know, what you gonna get

You told me to disappear and got mad when I

Disappeared

You’re a living downer

I know that I too know how to fuck up a

Night

But it’s like you almost have a talent for it

High up there I flew like the seagull Jonathan Livingston

And I felt a hand in mine while I was drowning

Everything runs its course

But you always have to be a hero with your underwear

On the outside of your trousers

You know that I take some time to understand things

My body was like jelly

When you yelled your head off at me in

Bygdøy allé1

If you have something more to say, then tell me

I’ve grown up by the tram, you can show me

Fjords and mountains

Two sides of the knife

I don’t know what you think about me

I want it so bad

But when you say that you love me I don’t believe you

At all, you’re just drunk

Fuck it, it’s just bullshit

You’re a skull

In a wedding dress

Switched me out like in a wardrobe

Don’t even say hello

That’s fucking okay

I’ve met someone else, but she goes to a

Different school

You want Unge Ferari, a mixed bag2

Durek and some Ari, not me3

I want a glass of something nice

A joint with some tobacco in it

A bit of Astrid and a bit of Sigrid, but I was wrong4

Managed to open your bed room door, the room smelled of

Ammonium chloride still

You can walk over me a thousand times, but

I come crawling back like cockroaches

A lot of steep hills, that’s life

Many days with mania

I will always be your dog, what you do is

Animal abuse

1. Bygdøy allé is a street in Oslo2. Unge Ferari is a Norwegian artist, in the same genre as Cezinando3. Ari [Behn] is princess Märtha Louise’s former husband, Durek [Verrett] is her current boyfriend4. Astrid S and Sigrid are Norwegian artists

• Artist:Cezinando
• Album:Et godt stup i et grunt vann