In kommer ting [English translation]

The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in

called the captain! [1]

The filth surfaces, no one can wash me clean

The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in

called the captain!

Police lights and siren has become a blue-yellow problem [2]

The other day they saw me going around smiling

They asked how can I laugh

In this kind of misery?

He said it has to be an offence

against some kind of law

I asked which one and he said:

Terrible behaviour! [3]

I answered: the dance that we're having is peaceful

So why do you treat me like some kind of heathen?

No, better days, that's our destination

But he's a true patriot [4]

so now he'll be Lucky Luke

The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in

called the captain!

The filth surfaces, no one can wash me clean

The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in

called the captain!

The waves are going higher but I'm not going down

Dad was called a burning tower

I'm the same but a walking red light [5]

The sea is storming but I won't be seasick

I've got my feet on the earth so I stay humble

Humble, yet always ready to shoot, one of the only that they can't bribe

When the politicians see me the jump from rooftops

'Cause I don't trade a profit for my message

'Cause message is essential in a time of censorship and whitewashing

No entertainer that's keeping you down, no!

If you call me I'm coming to aid

Overboard throw them overboard

The artists who have a sale on their words

Overboard, overboard

Throw them to where the ghosts live

The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in

called the captain!

The filth surfaces, no one can wash me clean

The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in

called the captain!

The waves are going higher but I'm not going down

Overboard, overboard

Throw them to where the ghosts live

Overboard, overboard

The journalists selling out their words

Overboard, jump yourself overboard if you're a youtuber patri-idiot

Overboard, overboard

The justice system worked but died

Overboard, overboard

Too long we've walked in heavy shoes

Better days, that's our destination

• Artist:Kapten Röd