Om ikke at ville holde kæft

Fra Peter Laugesens nye rasende gode digtsamling Traballante e postverbale

Vi skal snart
i zoologisk have igen

Jeg ved ikke
hvor gammel hyænen er

Vi skal ses
før en af os dør

og de skal ikke
komme og sige
at vi skal holde den kæft

Fra Fiona Apples nye godt rasende plade Fetch the Bolt Cutters

I would beg to disagree
But begging disagrees with me
I would beg to disagree
But begging disagrees with me

[Verse 1]
I told you I didn't wanna go to this dinner
You know I don't go for those ones that you bother about
So when they say something that makes me start to simmer
That fancy wine won't put this fire out, oh

[Chorus]
Kick me under the table all you want
I won't shut up, I won't shut up
Kick me under the table all you want
I won't shut up, I won't shut up

[Verse 2]
I'd like to buy you a pair of pillow-soled hiking boots
To help you with your climb
Or rather, to help the bodies that you step over along your route
So they won't hurt like mine

[Chorus]
Kick me under the table all you want
I won't shut up, I won't shut up
Kick me under the table all you want
I won't shut up, I won't shut up