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Thank you for being a man Helps around the house, when he can Your heart is kind, you're my rock and my friend I'm not afraid to say I hope it always stays this way My hat is off, won't you stand up and take a bow When days are long and nights are tough You step in, more than enough Packing lunches, folding clothes You're the hero everyone knows Thank you for being a man Chorus Thank you for being a man (I wanna thank you) Thank you for being a man (I wanna thank you) Thank you for being a man (I wanna thank you) Thank you for being a man When the laundry piles high Or when tantrums make tempers fly You're there with patient calm Holding tight, a soothing balm Running errands, grocery hauls Building forts and fixing dolls Every moment you dedicate A life so full, you cultivate When days turn into years Through milestones and new frontiers You’ll play dress-up, bake, and sing Find the magic in everything Thank you for being a man Chorus Thank you for being a man (I wanna thank you) Thank you for being a man (I wanna thank you) Thank you for being a man (I wanna thank you) Thank you for being a man People, let me tell you 'bout this man (I wanna thank you) Who always gives all that he can (I wanna thank you) Thank you for being a man Thank you for being a man

Dette er en meget sørgelig historie Om en mand ved navn, Skipper Bent Som led skibsforlis ude for Møns Klint. Skibet sank ude for Møns Klint Der kom en kæmpe meteor Og slog hans skib til pindebrænde Og bølgerne de sprøjtede Og han var ved at drukne Men han så et lys komme oppe fra Og han vidste han var reddet. Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Op på bredden, stod en jomfru Og reddede ham I land Hun var fra negerland Og åh den stakkels mand Hun var jo ondskaben selv Ja det gik gruligt galt Hun var kannibal Og putted' ham I gryden Og hun slikked' sig Om munden og grinte "HAHAHA" Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Nu var han blev't kogt og det var ikke godt Så hun stegte ham på panden Han begyndt at skrig' som en lille pi' Og sagde "AV FOR FANDEN" Så tog hun hans pik og krydder'd den engang Før hun rev den af med en pølsetang Hun gnaskede hans stang Men kun en enkelt gang For hun fik creme I munden Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x6

Dette er en meget sørgelig historie Om en mand ved navn, Skipper Bent Som led skiftevis ude for Møns Klint. Skibet sank ude for Møns Klint Der kom en kæmpe meteor Og slog hans skib til pindebrænde Og bølgerne de sprøjtede Og han var ved at drukne Men han så et lys komme oppe fra Og han vidste han var reddet. Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Op på bredden, stod en jomfru Og reddede ham I land Hun var fra negerland Og åh den stakkels mand Hun var jo ondskaben selv Ja det gik gruligt galt Hun var kannibal Og putted' ham I gryden Og hun slikked' sig Om munden og grinte "HAHAHA" Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Nu var han blev't kogt og det var ikke godt Så hun stegte ham på panden Han begyndt at skrig' som en lille pi' Og sagde "AV FOR FANDEN" Så tog hun hans pik og krydder'd den engang Før hun rev den af med en pølsetang Hun gnaskede hans stang Men kun en enkelt gang For hun fik creme I munden Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x6

[Verse] Lights strung up all around Snow crunching on the ground People laughing loud and free Joy in everything we see [Verse 2] Hustle bustle in the air Gifts and music everywhere Crackling fires warm the night Stars above shining bright [Chorus] Winter’s roar let’s sing along Feel the cheer it won’t be long Jingle bells and stories told Hearts are warm despite the cold [Verse 3] Children playing in the snow Silent night they don’t know Candy canes and sleighs that glide Feel the warmth from inside [Bridge] Hope and love they fill the street Every heart it skips a beat Laughter echoing through the night Everything just feels right [Verse 4] Decorations left and right Every house a glowing sight Winter’s magic all around In this joy we are bound

They say Sunday is a family day, But what about us, the ones who stay away? We don't share a roof, we don't share the space, But that doesn't mean we're lost in this race. Some feel sorrow, some feel the blues, Others turn to tasks, trying to choose. Many just stay, lying in bed, Trying to shake the thoughts in their head. Chorus But who decided, That Sunday has to be this way? Listen to my advice, And crack a bottle today. For Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day! Verse 2 Coffee on the balcony, A book in peace and quiet, Or a walk in the forest, Just you and your own private riot. No one tells you what to do, Just do what you want, it’s all up to you. Make space for some joy, And feel the Sunday’s quiet deploy. Chorus But who decided, That Sunday has to be this way? Listen to my advice, And crack a bottle today. For Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day! Bridge Put the music on, dance in your kitchen, Sing loud, even if the neighbors are twitchin'! Forget what they say, Sunday is yours, Create your own melody – it opens doors. Chorus But who decided, That Sunday has to be this way? Listen to my advice, And crack a bottle today. For Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day! Outro Yes, Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day. Just do what makes you happy, In your own special way!

They say Sunday is a family day, But what about us, the ones who stay away? We don't share a roof, we don't share the space, But that doesn't mean we're lost in this race. Some feel sorrow, some feel the blues, Others turn to tasks, trying to choose. Many just stay, lying in bed, Trying to shake the thoughts in their head. Chorus But who decided, That Sunday has to be this way? Listen to my advice, And take the plug away. For Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day! Verse 2 Coffee on the balcony, A book in peace and quiet, Or a walk in the forest, Just you and your own private riot. No one tells you what to do, Just do what you want, it’s all up to you. Make space for some joy, And feel the Sunday’s quiet deploy. Chorus But who decided, That Sunday has to be this way? Listen to my advice, And take the plug away. For Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day! Bridge Put the music on, dance in your kitchen, Sing loud, even if the neighbors are twitchin'! Forget what they say, Sunday is yours, Create your own melody – it opens doors. Chorus But who decided, That Sunday has to be this way? Listen to my advice, And take the plug away. For Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day! Outro Yes, Sunday can easily Be a wonderful day. Just do what makes you happy, In your own special way!

They say Sunday is a day for the family, But what about us, the ones who live so free? We don’t share a roof, we don’t share the space, But that doesn't mean we’re lost in this race. Some get sad, some feel the weight, Some get busy to escape their fate. Others just lie down, stay in bed, Trying to shake the thoughts in their head. Chorus For the deaf, they're the dancing insane, A world of silence, but they're not in pain. We all have our own way of moving through, Just trying to find a place that feels true. Verse 2 You hit the nail that sticks out, so strong, But sometimes the quiet just feels too long. It’s not always easy to stand on your own, But we all have a rhythm, a way to be known. It's like showing him with a sponge in hand, That there's a toilet brush in this silent land. We all see things in our own unique way, But we all have something to say. Chorus For the deaf, they're the dancing insane, A world of silence, but they're not in pain. We all have our own way of moving through, Just trying to find a place that feels true. Bridge Some days feel like they drag on forever, But we carry on, no matter the weather. We live in our silence, we dance in our mind, Each of us searching for something we can find. Chorus For the deaf, they're the dancing insane, A world of silence, but they're not in pain. We all have our own way of moving through, Just trying to find a place that feels true. Outro So let them dance, let them feel the beat, We all have our own way to make ends meet. Whether with family, or alone in the night, We all find our peace, in our own special light.

Silence sits like a friend by my side, It listens, it never asks me why. Words can break like waves in the tide, But can they rise enough to touch the sky? I think of all the things I could have said, But weigh each word in the power of stead. For if my voice brings nothing but noise, It’s better to keep my heart’s quiet poise. Chorus Only speak if what you say Is more beautiful than silence today. Let your words take flight, but only if they can, Paint a picture greater than we understand. Verse 2 Think of a sunset, soft and clear, It needs no voices, it stands right here. Yet it tells stories we see and feel, Of life, of time, of love so real. Why fill the air with dust and breaks? Why not let silence show what it takes? For sometimes, the loudest cry of all Is a silence that answers the call. Chorus Only speak if what you say Is more beautiful than silence today. Let your words take flight, but only if they can, Paint a picture greater than we understand. Bridge Let silence speak, let your heart be known, Let your eyes say what words can’t own. In quiet lies a truth and peace, A power so great, it will never cease. Chorus Only speak if what you say Is more beautiful than silence today. Let your words take flight, but only if they can, Paint a picture greater than we understand. Outro So think before you speak, and feel before You break the calm that silence restores. For sometimes, the greatest gift we give, Is to listen in silence, and let others live.

Jeg drikker kun vand, kaffe og alkohol, jeg er enten hydreret, fuld eller frisk. Mens verden kører rundt i sit vanvidsrul, finder jeg min balance – det er min egen disk. Nogle siger, livet er så komplekst, men teknisk set har vi kun fire minutters tekst. Så vi trækker vejret og restarter igen, det er en evig loop – men hvem klager, min ven? Omkvæd Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Vers 2 Jeg foretrækker kvinder, som jeg foretrækker min kaffe, de skal ikke hedde Peter Larsen, tak skal du ha'. For livet er for kort til kompromis, så vælg det, der føles rigtigt, vær din egen magi. Kaffe på altanen, en bog i ro og fred, eller en tur i skoven, hvor kun stilheden er med. Ingen siger, du skal noget, bare vær dig selv, giv plads til glæden, mærk livets melodi og spil. Omkvæd Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Bro Så sæt musikken på, dans i dit køkken, syng højt, selvom naboen hører dit brøl! Glem, hvad de siger, søndag er din, skab din egen melodi – så fin. Omkvæd Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Outro Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men jeg skaber min egen, for det er mig, der har magt. Hydreret, fuld eller frisk – det er min sag, og søndag kan sagtens være en vidunderlig dag.

Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Vers 2 Kaffe på altanen, en bog i ro og fred, eller en tur i skoven, bare dig og dit eget sted. Ingen siger, du skal noget, bare gør, hvad du vil. Giv plads til lidt glæde, og mærk søndagsfredens spil. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Bro Sæt musikken på, dans i dit køkken. Syng højt, selvom naboen hører dit brøl! Glem, hvad de siger, søndag er din, skab din egen melodi – så fin. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Outro Ja, søndag kan sagtens, blive en dejlig dag. Bare gør, hvad der gør dig glad!

They told me to sit down and shut my mouth Said I ain't got no right to speak out loud Told me to follow the road they paved Said I ain't no leader anyway They told me who was good, who was wrong Old men in power, singing the same old song Old white men, sittin' high on their throne But we all know they’ll pay when they’re all alone First came the preachers, telling me lies With their holy books and watchful eyes That Catholic cross hung over my head No secret too small, no word unsaid They told me about Jesus and his saving grace But I saw fear written all over their face Old white men, preachin' down from on high But even they can’t escape the fire when they die They cut my hair, tried to break my soul Told me who I was, and took control Made me swear oaths I could never keep But my heart stayed strong while they were asleep As a boy, I learned to stand my ground They thought they won, but look who’s still around Old white men, without a trace of remorse But in the end, they'll all meet hell, of course

[Verse] The night she left, my heart turned cold, Porch light flickered, stories untold. VA took my pension, I'm in a bind, Paralyzed and broken, struggling to find. [Verse 2] Her laughter's a ghost in these empty halls, Her picture's a reminder on weathered walls. Bills keep stacking, hope's running thin, Yet somehow I know, I'll find strength within. [Chorus] Oh, empty cradle, broken soul, Life ain't been kind, took its toll. In the shadows, where I remain, Still, I hold on, through the pain. [Verse 3] Every letter I read feels like a knife, Dreams of her dance, in my lonely life. Memories weighed down by sorrow's chain, Searching for light, in this endless rain. [Verse 4] Neighbors whisper, "Stay strong, find a way," But they don’t know what it's like day to day. Struggling in silence, where darkness creeps, Yet I find comfort, in the tears I weep. [Chorus] Oh, empty cradle, broken soul, Life ain't been kind, took its toll. In the shadows, where I remain, Still, I hold on, through the pain.