Lyrics

It`s Sunday morning and I`m googling myself With one eye on the grammy on the shelf Nobody at work knows who I really am
I ain`t no narcissist, I just don`t give a damn
All the reviews says I am the best
But where is the dough? Where is the cash?
gotta make a lot of money but please tell me how? Pretend to be a tough guy wearing - an - OWL?!
I refuse to look dull, no matter where I go
T-shirt and a leather jacket when it`s 15 below
CELCIUS! Monday morning, Friday night I`m always ready for the show! You know I`ll always be the king of Oslo.
Go apeshit at my show, or I will protest. Your friend request will be PUT - TO - REST
WORK HARD!
FULL TIME!
WEEKED!
BLACK OUT!
FUCK LIFE... (aaaahhh) but how to live it?
Eg har fått et kall fra åven.
Eg e over janteloven. (YEEEEEAAAHH!!) Irony - Oh no, that`s not for me!
SELVINNSIKT - Jeg har for faen ingen utsikt SELVKRITIKK - Det er for faen ingen plikt Listen up folks, Fuck life, but how to live it!
WORK HARD!
FULL TIME!
WEEKEND!
BLACK OUT!
FUCK LIFE... (aaaahhh) but how to live it?
NO JOB! - why should I? ROCK STAR! - ´till I die GET HIGH! - own supply BURN OUT! - naked eye
FUCK LIFE... (aaaahhh) but how to live it?
It`s Friday night, 50 euros in my pocket
Clockin´ hours at the office, drink all into the past Come friday night, my mind is screaming HOLD FAST Clean slate, damn straight, clock strikes eight
all thats left to say is: FUCK LIFE, BUT HOW TO LIVE IT?
NO JOB!
ROCK STAR!
GET HIGH!
BURN OUT!
FUCK LIFE... (aaaahhh) but how to live it?
WORK SLOW! - PART TIME! - BLACK OUT! - FULL TIME! -
FUCK LIFE... (aaaahhh) but how to live it?
I hope this don`t put me in danger man
Written by: Eirik Melström, Ivar Nikolaisen
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