Vad dom än säger [English translation]

Whatever they say, I doubt it'll ever happen

And whatever they promise, you've heard it so many times before

And whatever you say about me, I bet you're just like me

Because whatever I promised, I've probably already forgotten

Finally the priest stands at the altar

So I'm tying my shoes

I emptied the höganäs-jar, when I took it

So now I'm standing outside, knocking on the gates

I'm out of medicine, it's getting worse by the minute

And the neighbour in the cellar was forced to move out

On the streets since the government started to sell out

The apartments downtown, I told you, what did I tell you?

Now I don't know anybody downtown

Not that I did before, but it's just always the same

Whatever they say, I doubt it'll ever happen

And whatever they promise, you've heard it so many times before

And whatever you say about me, I bet you're just like me

Because whatever I promised, I've probably already forgotten

Whatever they say

That I'll be a bit late

But I came as soon as I could

Because the taxi got stuck in some tunnel

And stopped for cigarettes at eleven and seven

You don't smoke, do you? No I don't, but you already knew

And if you're planning on selling me that morale, you need to do it well

I don't have the desire, or the strength, or the time, or the reasons

I should start smoking Camel light, or maybe I'm lucky and start with Lucky Strikes

Only because the debates are getting so bizarre I've been thinking of starting dealing drugs

Regarding the allegation, and the questions on how I got my supply

Well, I were there when they sold the healthcare, and I'm selling it on the schoolyard

Call it the same thing

Whatever they say, I doubt it'll ever happen

And whatever they promise, you've heard it so many times before

And whatever you say about me, I bet you're just like me

Because whatever I promised, I've probably already forgotten

Whatever they say

I've chosen to avoid it, in a hoodie up on the avenue

I guess I'm becoming cynical enough to never leave the house without my umbrella

Morning, evening, if necessary

The headache might have misunderstood

And maybe I'll try it, if it tastes any good

Then maybe you'll tell me the truth soon.

I bet we are just the same, the excuses may be mediocre

Loud in the cellphone in the subway, and lying a bit because of old habits

I hope you understand

I prefer to walk in my own tracks

And maybe, maybe not, I'll remember

And you had to remind me it was your birthday, I'm sorry

Whatever they say, I doubt it'll ever happen

And whatever they promise, you've heard it so many times before

And whatever you say about me, I bet you're just like me

Because whatever I promised, I've probably already forgotten