I want to get a tatoo
with your name and then kill myself
med blod og blæk står dit navn
med blå og black i en sårskorpe
I want to crash on my bike
and cry for help and you help me
med grus og blod står dit navn
i en asfaltflod som en showcase
Me and my pitful neighbours
Burn, burn, oh Tatto John just burn
burn my tatoo, make me learn
learn, oh Tatoo John just burn
burn my tatoo burn
I want to jump into photos
of us in the summer
i grus og græs står vi sammen
på en legeplads med en ice cream
Me and my beautiful children
Burn, burn, oh Tatto John just burn
burn my tatoo, make me learn
learn, oh Tatoo John just burn
burn my tatoo burn
You can't own music
You can't own the words.
I'm just a humple servant
to the poetry of sounds.
But if I aint got my ears,
a window to the world
and if I aint got my voice
to speak out my expressions
I aint got a shit!
