Nolltolerans [English translation]

My eyes itch, my nose is running

And my throat feels like after a night out in outer space

As if the oxygen in the air wishes me harm

Yes it's perfectly clear, though it's invisible, more than a little confused

Can it be something I brushed against?

Can it be someone I stood next to?

Can it be a year at high volume

Could it be some kind of strange insect?

The doctor gave me no explanation, just some sort of medicine

He said "My friend I have no idea, you seen to have an allergy"

Is it to disasters or is it against shame and statistics?

Is it to kittens or full moons, to general hysteria

Is it to pessimism or urinals, or stereotypes or liberals

Or genetically modified tomatoes to big cities with too narrow streets

If I give up lactose, or go to bed around eleven

If I always hold the door for those who can't themselves

Or promise to never go on stage at a Melody Festival

He said you'll definitely be better but you'll never be well

The symptoms stand in neat rows

The medicine just makes me weak

One more thing we can't deal with

There's so much we can't tolerate, the smallest thing becomes a disaster

Now I'm standing here with shaking hand

Looking for answers as if they existed somewhere

Was it then that the sickness saw its chance

Or is it just because I lack tolerance

How much do we manage? Everything

How much do we tolerate? Zero

How much do we manage? Everything

How much do we tolerate? Zero

How much do we manage? Everything

How much do we tolerate? Zero

We tolerate zero. We tolerate zero.

Doctor we live in the world's cleanest country

Still I'm so intolerant I even get sick from dust

And I was born in a city with such sensible volume

That even music from a passing car made me take a load of Bricanyl

What if it's you I can't tolerate?

It's a damned shame the problem's with me.

What if our sky was completely blue

Instead it's the colour of an electrical cabinet

That lady the other day begging for money on the tube

And those saucer-sized rashes I got on my skin in minutes

Could it be home style blogs?

Could it be too much fast food?

Scandal headlines, parlimentary politics, threat from the climate?

I don't know how it can be remedied

Yeah the intolerance in Europe

But a life is wasted fast, thank heaven for my health-care card

How the hell can I keep up my defences when I can't even keep my word?

So please doctor, is there anything stronger you can give?

Cause right now it feels like I'm looking but I can never see.

The symptoms stand in neat rows

The medicine just makes me weak

One more thing we can't deal with

There's so much we can't tolerate, the smallest thing becomes a disaster

Now I'm standing here with shaking hand

Looking for answers as if they existed somewhere

Was it then that the sickness saw its chance

Or is it just because I lack tolerance

How much do we manage? Everything

How much do we tolerate? Zero

How much do we manage? Everything

How much do we tolerate? Zero

How much do we manage? Everything

How much do we tolerate? Zero

We tolerate zero. We tolerate zero.

And we're climbing the walls, and we don't tolerate graffiti on the walls

The judge said keep them on the benches, instead we're fighting in the stands.

Stuck in too-small shoes and they're getting tight.

What if we were sued by pre-judgements?

How can I be healthy if the doctor needs more money?

And we just clash, like purple and red

And the world is crashing, like something inside it is dead

So give me strength to tolerate, doctor, give me strength to tolerate *1

I said give me strength to tolerate, doctor, give me strength to tolerate

• Artist:Timbuktu
• Album:För Livet till Döden