[Instrumental intro]
D G
[Intro]
D Bm7 A
Ja-i-ja-i-yeah
D
Mig, ja-i-ye
[Vers 1]
D
Maries far
Han fucker min vibe op
G
Si'r, min typ' er spedalsk
Hvis min' hænder rør' dig
Bm7 Bm A
Så vil din' dage være talt'
D
Si'r, det, vi deler, det er grimt
[Vers 2]
D
Han si'r, du er kristen
Og du har værdier
G
Der strider imod mig
Gmaj7
Eller hva' man nu siger
Bm7 Bm A
Du' færdig med mig
D
Jeg ikk' er god nok til dig
[Omkvæd]
D
Men Jesus var perker
Hvis jeg la' mit hår gro
G
Og gik i sandaler
Vil' han ligne lidt mig
Bm7 A
Mig, ja-i-yeah
D
Mig, ja-i-ye
[Vers 3]
D
Alle er glad' for vores olie
Men når de graver det op
G
Skubber de menneskerne væk og
Et par af os ender herop' så
Bm A
Køb dig en elbil og stem imod bomber
D
Hvis du har fået nok
Af typer som os
[Vers 4]
G D
Maries far
Der' ingen grund til at hade mig
G
Jeg elsker din datter
Jeg elsker din datter
Bm
Præcis lig'som du gør
A
Ja, hun er en skønhed
D
Men jeg' ikk' noget udyr
[Omkvæd]
[D]
For Jesus var perker
Hvis jeg la' mit hår gro
G
Og gik i sandaler
Vil' han ligne lidt mig
A Bm A
Mig, ja-i-ye-ah
D
Mig, ja-i-ye
[Refræn]
Bm A
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Han vil' mig ligne mig, yeah
D
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Mer' end mang' i den her by
Bm A
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Han vil' mig ligne mig, yeah
D
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Mer' end mang' i den her by
Bm A
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Han vil' mig ligne mig, yeah
D
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Mer' end mang' i den her by
Bm A
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Han vil' mig ligne mig, yeah
D
(Mig, ja-i-yeah) Mer' end mang' i den her by
[Intro]1
Yea-i-yea-i-yeah
Me, yea-i-ye
[Verse 1]
Marias father
He fuck up my vibe
Says my kind is leprous
If my hands touch you
Then your days will be numbered
Says, what we share is bad
[Verse 2]
He says you are Christian
And that you have values
That goes against me
Or however it's put
You're done with me
I'm not good enough for you
[Chorus]
But Jesus was wog
If I let my hair grow
And wore sandals
He would look a bit like me
Me, yea-i-yeah
Me, yea-i-ye
[Verse 3]
Everyone is fond of our oil
But when they dig it up
They push people away and
A couple of us end up here so
Buy yourself an electric car and wote against bombs
If you have had enough
Of my kind
[Verse 4]
Marias father
There's no reason to hate me
I love your daughter
I love your daughter
Exactly like you do
Yes, she is a beauty
But I am no beast
Chorus]
Cause Jesus was wog
If I let my hair grow
And wore sandals
He would look a bit like me
Me, yea-i-yeah
Me, yea-i-ye
[Outro]
(Me, yea-i-yeah) He would look like me, yeah
(Me, yea-i-yeah) More than many in this town
(Me, yea-i-yeah) He would look like me, yeah
(Me, yea-i-yeah) More than many in this town
(Me, yea-i-yeah) He would look like me, yeah
(Me, yea-i-yeah) More than many in this town
(Me, yea-i-yeah) He would look like me, yeah
(Me, yea-i-yeah) More than many in this town
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