Kjøre Med [English translation]

I’m wearing dad’s jacket

From nineteen eighty eight

But it is two thousand and six

Life is cool when I light a cigarette

Blast music

Roll down the windows

A minute from zero to a hundred

We’re pumped up now

The boys send me money

I can’t afford it

Gas is so expensive now

As long as we believe we’re something

You can’t drive with us

drive with us

drive with us

drive with us

you can’t

drive with us

drive with us

drive with us

you can’t

drive with us

drive with us

The lights, they flicker so pretty

Out in the middle of the night with the boys

That’s late

We’re driving there, it’s a party

Fucking with disco

Fucking so easy

The boys break as much as they want

I’m totally zen, I never get angry

Everyone wants to be shotgun

Tell you to shut up

I am the boss

As long as we believe we’re something

You can’t drive with us

drive with us

drive with us

drive with us

You can’t

drive with us

drive with us

drive with us

You can’t

drive with us

drive with us