White powder. Revolver.
A odor of gasoline (here)
You glimpse silhouettes behind a blue curtain
They tremble in the light of the candle
Come on in
I have a plan
A place in Tigerstaden
You don't believe it until you see it
You can be the next carried out on a stretcher
But that depends on a few small things
You give me your hand
You can get everything you ask for
Ten laken* for everything
five for pepper, five for salt
Give me salt and pepper!
My plan have lied on ice
My plan has cracked
It's right before it comes an explosion
I'm sorry, but it doesn't work
I have a revolution in my bag
But it depends on a few small things
White powder. Revolver. A odor of gasoline (here) You glimpse silhouettes behind a blue curtain They tremble in the light of the candle Come on in
I have a plan A place in Tigerstaden You don't believe it until you see it You can be the next carried out on a stretcher But that depends on a few small things
You give me your hand You can get everything you ask for Ten laken* for everything five for pepper, five for salt
Give me salt and pepper!
My plan have lied on ice My plan has cracked It's right before it comes an explosion I'm sorry, but it doesn't work I have a revolution in my bag But it depends on a few small things
*10 laken = 10.000 kr (I hope it's right)