Färgernas krig [English translation]
Färgernas krig [English translation]
Different colour on the props
But the red and the blue
dance after the same flute (flute)
No matter how you change the colour of the parliament
our heaven never turns blue
Answer me up there, why is it like that?
On the same side you seem to never walk
The colours they fight so the future turns grey
My boss gets a bonus, me and my mates have to leave
Answer me up there, why is it like that?
Why is it like that?
When we say we want to go forth
They ask right or left?
I look at them like I didn't get the joke
I get sick of them never agreeing
Of something but that they're rivals
Higher walls, more guards, more fences
That defends our made up borders
In christmas time there are helping hands
But they're gone January to December
When will they meet?
Do their watches never go right?
It's a tragedy called joint policy
Oooooh, it's the war of colours
No matter how you change the colour of the parliament
our heaven never turns blue
Answer me up there, why is it like that?
On the same side you seem to never walk
The colours they fight so the future turns grey
My boss gets a bonus, me and my mates have to leave
Answer me up there, why is it like that?
Why is it like that?
I open the newspaper and watch the news
It's about viruses and ten ways to avoid the fever
I wonder what powers control the ether
Maybe they use fear as a control measure
All the judgement day's prophets promise violence and misery
But there has to be something else, has to be a better world
The really heavy burden is carried by the people
Because the leaders they never live as they teach
No, we pay for the luxury they live in
Then they get caught with their pants down
It's new names for the problems with the same theater
And the same scenes...
No matter how you change the colour of the parliament
our heaven never turns blue
Answer me up there, why is it like that?
On the same side you seem to never walk
The colours they fight so the future turns grey
My boss gets a bonus, me and my mates have to leave
Answer me up there, why is it like that?
Why is it like that?
Because it's the same theater, different props
I, the red and the blue
all dance after the same flute (flute)
It's the same theater, different props
But when they step on us
they step on a mine
When the curtain has dropped, in a play
- Artist:Kapten Röd
- Album:Fläcken som aldrig går bort