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.​.​.​drops for sjel og legeme

by HÅKJERRING

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FANDENS VENTEVÆRELSE Inn i byens trangeste smug Gjennom en rusten dør Finnes en underlig verden Du ikke visste om fra før Ukrutt fra fjern og nær Drops for sjel og legeme Løser alle dine besvær Mer enn du får av legene Her er det meste til salgs Kom og nevn din pris Her er det meste til salgs I Syndens Paradis Her er de fleste til salgs Alle har en pris Noe for enhver i Syndens Paradis- kom og spis En tannløs heks fra Mars Ruller i snø på gulvet Jeg brenner helt fra munn til mage, si meg Er det noe vann i denne drinken Heksa byr opp til dans Hun er trebeint og vifter med fjøra Lite visste jeg at man betalte med sjela i døra Her er det meste til salgs Kom og nevn din pris Her er det meste til salgs I Syndens Paradis Her er de fleste til salgs Alle har en pris Krake finner make i Syndens Paradis - kom og spis Jeg glemmer alt utenfor Promillens amnesi Gir flittig driks i baren Med biter av sjelen min En demon i hvite klær Klirrer med sitt glass Inviterer alle jævlene til nach i sitt palass Her er det meste til salgs Kom og nevn din pris Her er det meste til salgs I Syndens Paradis Her er de fleste til salgs Alle har en pris Krake finner make i Syndens Paradis - kom og spis Når vi en dag dør på med hatt og vest, så tar vi heisen ned til Livets Etterfest English translation: FANDENS VENTEVÆRELSE (The Devil’s waiting room) In the city’s darkest alley Through a rusty door You’ll find a strange world You didn’t know existed before Miscreants from near and far Candy for body and mind Will solve all your problems More than you’ll get from the doctors Here most things are for sale You just name your price Here most things are for sale In Sinner’s paradise Here most things are for sale Everyone has their price You’ll get what you deserve in Sinner’s paradise, have a slice A toothless witch from Mars Is rolling in snow on the floor My insides are burning up, Is there any water at all in this drink? The witch asks for a dance She has three legs and eyes on the goal Little did I know the price to get in was a part of my soul Here most things are for sale… I forget the outside world The brew gives amnesia I’m buying lots of rounds With more pieces of my soul A demon in white clothes Announces quite aroused The afterparty’s held in his infernal house Here most things are for sale You just name your price Everything’s for sale In Sinner’s paradise When our time is here All aboard the pyre The elevator goes down down down To the Lake of Fire
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FANGET I EGET HI Du trenger ikke puste når du bor under bakken Strengene ruster når du bor under bakken Her er mange hemmelige rom Det er best å ikke rote seg bort Men det er nok av tid når du bor i Nederste Etasje Natt og Dag holder hender Mens de smiler og skjærer tenner Du er mitt sovemiddel Min kokong Natt og Dag holder hender Og jeg skiller dem ikke lenger Du er mitt sovemiddel Du er min kokong Dig deep You’ll find Opposite of Sunshine Subterranean shadow country Fanget i eget hi Hver eneste dag er det mørketid Jeg trekker støvet inn, og Drømmer om Solens skinn Du merker ikke om strømmen går, Men på steingulvet så kjenner jeg at Hjertet slår i takt med Jordens indre En ensom labyrint Er Jordens mørke lunger Jeg maler kalde vegger I farger ingen ser Dig deep You’ll find My kingdom is Below the ground Subterranean shadow country Fanget i eget hi (…) Jeg drukner i bunnen av sengen min Jeg drukner i bunnen av sinnet mitt Subterranean shadow country Fanget i eget hi (...) English translation: FANGET I EGET HI (Imprisoned in my own den) You don’t need to breathe when you’re living underground The strings rust away when you’re living underground Night and Day are holding hands While they’re smiling through gritted teeth You are my sleeping potion, my cocoon Night and Day are holding hands And I cannot tell them apart You’re my soporific, you are my cocoon Dig deep, you’ll find The opposite of sunshine Subterranean shadow country Imprisoned in my own den Everyday is a polar night I inhale the dusty air And dream of sunshine You won’t notice if the power’s out, But lying on the stony floor I feel my heart beating Along with the Earth’s core Earth’s murky lungs make a desolate labyrinth I paint the cold walls With colors no one sees Dig deep, you’ll find… Imprisoned in my own den… I am drowning at the bottom of my bed I am drowning in the bottom of my mind Dig deep, you’ll find… Imprisoned in my own den…
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BARE SLUKKER TØRSTEN Er det du som er menneskets beste venn? Bare slukker tørsten Er det du som er løsningen på alt? Du kiler meg på hjernen Bader nervene i lut Garnet mitt får større masker Rare ting får slippe ut Bare slukker tørsten English translation: BARE SLUKKER TØRSTEN (Only quenches the thirst) Are you man’s best friend? x4 Aaaaah, only quenches the thirst Are you the answer to everything? X4 You tickle my brain Bathe my nerves in solder My filter’s grid is widened Strange things are leaking out Aaaaah, the thirst is never quenched.
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RARE TING FÅR SLIPPE UT (Strange things are leaking out)
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Utenfor 02:57
UTENFOR Vil gjerne ligge ned Hodet er et annet sted Taket snurrer av seg selv Vi vet ei hvor veien går Vi vet ikke hvor eller når Om vi ramler utenfor Nå har jeg lagt meg ned Hodet er et annet sted Taket snurrer av seg selv English translation: UTENFOR – Outside I want to lie down My head is somewhere else to be found The roof is spinning We don’t know where this trail leads We don’t know where or when Will we derail in the end
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RADIO PÅ LOFTET Jeg fant en Radio på loftet Den hadde bare én stasjon Og da jeg plugget den i veggen Ble jeg en annen person Waking up with the stars I’m coming, I’m coming Da jeg kom til meg selv Lå jeg på gulvet, naken Jeg ante ikke hva som hadde skjedd Det gjorde meg redd Men jeg visste akkurat hva som behøvdes Skru på Radioen igjen Skru på Radioen igjen Det er som om den smiler til meg og sier Jeg kan gjøre alt for deg Jeg sverger den smilte til meg og sa Bare putt litt strøm i meg Hva tror du at jeg gjorde så? Waking up with the stars (…) Going to the other side Kommer til å ordne seg Going to the other side Waking up with the stars (…) Ever got the feeling that you just wanted more It’s like a knock on your door Ever got the feeling that you just wanted more Coming, coming English translation: RADIO PÅ LOFTET (Radio in the attic) I found a radio in the attic It had only one station And when I plugged it in I became another person Waking up with the stars I am coming, coming When I awoke I was lying on the floor, naked I had no clue what had happened But I knew excactly what I needed Turn the radio back on Turn the radio back on I feel it’s calling for me saying I can do anything for you I feel it’s calling for me, begging Just give me electricity What do you think I did next Waking up with the stars I am coming, coming Going to the other side Everything will be all right Going to the other side Everything will be all right Waking up with the stars I am coming, coming Ever got the feeling that you just wanted more More, it’s like a knock on the door
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*...drops for sjel og legeme" is HÅKJERRING's debut album. It features a special blend of Scandinavian desert rock sprinkled with flannel, garage, retro and more. Some call it psychedelic metal, others call it progressive stoner rock. It's probably a good thing that it is a bit hard to categorize HÅKJERRING's music.

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released August 19, 2022

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Produced by HÅKJERRING
Music and lyrics by HÅKJERRING
HÅKJERRING: Vocals, guitars, bass, percussion
Jøran Normann: Percussion on Screaming sharks
Mattis Norum Lerbak: Percussion on Radio på Loftet
Håvard Takle Ohr: Drums on Fandens venteværelse, Fanget i eget hi, Bare slukker tørsten
Oliver Smedhus: Drums on Screaming sharks
Gulliver Cobden-Bradshaw: Drums on Radio på loftet
Recorded in Caliban Studios, Oslo
Engineered by Jøran Normann
Mixed and mastered by Karl Daniel Lidén
Artwork by Marald van Haasteren
Design and art direction by Deformat
Distribution by Diger Distro

Thanks to Toril, los pollos, and the rest of family and friends. Thanks to Erlend. Thanks to past and present band accomplices, including Reverend Godless. Thanks to Oliver, Gulliver and Håvard. Thanks to Ollis, Jøran, Daniel, Marald, Remi, Christer and Kristian, and T-time vinyl plant.

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