[Vers 1] Min tissemand er meget lang, men meget tynd Ved ikke, hvor jeg skal slutte eller begynd' I horisontens skær der syntes den så fjern Men tættere på siger den hej [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da [Vers 2] Ved siden af et syv tommers vandrør, er den en nål Ved siden af en blåhval, er den en ål Nu hedder den Peer Gynt, som Norge, langt og tyndt I Dovregubbens Hal [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundlighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da See upcoming pop shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like RTW Lamin Generationen Der Ikke Må Heile Red Warszawa Åndsfraværende Folkeparti Red Warszawa [Vers 3] Min pik har været en tur i Sverige, på besøg En tur til Italien, se Venedig og dø De tre tenorer sang, jo, den er tynd og lang Og Daimi, hun ga' dem ret [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da
heavy metal
Danish
The lyrics evoke a sense of humor and playfulness, reflecting feelings of confidence and bravado amidst themes of envy and self-acceptance.
This song can be played in party settings or clubs where humor and light-heartedness are appreciated. It can serve as an icebreaker or a comedic relief during social gatherings.
The song features a catchy chorus that repeats, with a blend of rhythmic verses that create a playful yet bold vibe. The use of metaphoric comparisons adds a humorous touch, while the heavy metal genre likely influences the instrumental backdrop, creating a contrast between the light subject matter and heavier musical elements.
**(Verse 1)** หมูหยองกินข้าวผัดเปรี้ยวหวานใจ สบตากับบีส ยิ้มแย้มสุขใจ น้ำผักต้มที่เคยจืดขม กลับหวานละมุน เพราะรักของเธอ **(Pre-Chorus)** รสชาติที่เรียบง่าย ไม่ได้มีมนต์วิเศษใด แต่เต็มไปด้วยความห่วงใย จากใจจริง ทุกคำที่กินเหมือนเธอกอดฉันไว้แนบใจ ทำให้ทุกวันช่างสดใส เหมือนวันแรกเริ่ม **(Hook)** น้ำผักต้มไม่ได้หวานเพราะน้ำตาล แต่หวานนั้น คือ ความรักที่เธอให้มา แม้วันเวลาจะเปลี่ยนผ่านไป ใจของเรา ยังเหมือนเดิม **(Chorus-Verse 2)** ผักต้มธรรมดาที่ใคร อาจมองข้ามไป แต่ฉันเห็นความใส่ใจ ในทุกการปรุง เธอให้เพื่อสุขภาพฉันอยู่เสมอ น้ำต้มผักนี้มีค่าเกินคำใด **(Hook)** ผักต้มน้ำใส ใส ดวงใจนี้บริสุทธิ์ ไม่ได้หวานเพราะน้ำตาล แต่หวานนั้น คือ ความรักที่เธอให้มา แม้วันเวลาจะเปลี่ยนผ่านไป ใจของเรา ยังเหมือนเดิม **(Outro)** หมูหยองกับบีส จับมือเคียงกันไป ทุกวันคือความสุข ไม่มีวันไหนจืดจาง น้ำต้มผัก คือ คำสัญญา ว่ารักของเราจะคงอยู่ ตลอดไป
🎶 To the tune of "The Brady Bunch" 🎶 [Verse 1] Here’s the story of a team called S C U, They’re the heart of TMR’s comms and more! With Creative Services crafting stunning visuals, They’ve delivered graphics galore! (930!) [Verse 2] External Affairs is handling media daily, With statements, enquiries, and mentions, too. They’ve reached 128 million eyeballs this year, And 362 releases came through! [Verse 3] Internal Comms keeps us all connected, 41,000 DG message opens – they're all respected. From events to speeches, plans they refine, They help the messages reach the frontline! [Verse 4] Marketing and Comms build partnerships strong, With 38 GACC submissions in their sights. They’ve reviewed over 50 sponsorships packages this year, Keeping all TMR shining bright! [Verse 5] Online Services makes our digital world safer, Fake websites taken down – one, two, three! They’ve managed millions of users and views, Keeping online tools trouble-free! [Verse 6] Social Media’s always trending and thriving, With millions of impressions lighting the way. From posts to shares and comments galore, They’ve keept TMR’s stories stronger than before! [Chorus] That’s the SCU, (said like skew lol) The mighty SCU! With their teamwork and talent, They always pull through! It’s SCU! Yes, it’s SCU! Thanks for another amazing year, love SCU! 🎶
I’ve walked through fire, I’ve fought through rain, Carried my weight, carried my pain. The world was cold, and I felt alone, But I found a place where I could call home. Not by blood, not by fate, But by the hands that helped me navigate. In the silence of sorrow, in the weight of my tears, I found friend who knew all my fears. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I’ve been bruised, I’ve been broken, felt the weight of the fall, But I’ve risen again, every time I hit the wall. Through the storms that raged, through the nights so cold, I found the strength to heal, to stand and be bold. And in the quiet, in the pain that I feel, There’s a stranger who’s walking the same path, so real. They don’t need to say a word, I see it in their eyes, That we’ve both been through battles, we’ve both touched the skies. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. We’ve been the lost ones, we’ve been the weak, But in each other, we found the strength to speak.When you reach for me, and I reach for you, We heal together, we see it through. It’s not the blood, but the hearts we trust, That make us whole, make us rise from the dust. When your pain mirrors mine, and I see your tears, We find home in the places we’ve conquered our fears. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I don’t need to know where you came from, I just need to know you’ll stay when I’m numb. In your eyes, I see the battles you’ve fought, And in your soul, I find what I’ve sought. We’ve all felt the darkness, we’ve all seen the rain,But when we come together, we break every chain.It’s not about being perfect, it’s about standing tall, In the arms of those who’ve felt it all.A place called home is where the light is shared
I’ve walked through fire, I’ve fought through rain, Carried my weight, carried my pain. The world was cold, and I felt alone, But I found a place where I could call home. Not by blood, not by fate, But by the hands that helped me navigate. In the silence of sorrow, in the weight of my tears, I found friend who knew all my fears. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I’ve been bruised, I’ve been broken, felt the weight of the fall, But I’ve risen again, every time I hit the wall. Through the storms that raged, through the nights so cold, I found the strength to heal, to stand and be bold. And in the quiet, in the pain that I feel, There’s a stranger who’s walking the same path, so real. They don’t need to say a word, I see it in their eyes, That we’ve both been through battles, we’ve both touched the skies. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. We’ve been the lost ones, we’ve been the weak, But in each other, we found the strength to speak.When you reach for me, and I reach for you, We heal together, we see it through. It’s not the blood, but the hearts we trust, That make us whole, make us rise from the dust. When your pain mirrors mine, and I see your tears, We find home in the places we’ve conquered our fears. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I don’t need to know where you came from, I just need to know you’ll stay when I’m numb. In your eyes, I see the battles you’ve fought, And in your soul, I find what I’ve sought. We’ve all felt the darkness, we’ve all seen the rain,But when we come together, we break every chain.It’s not about being perfect, it’s about standing tall, In the arms of those who’ve felt it all.A place called home is where the light is shared
I’ve walked through fire, I’ve fought through rain, Carried my weight, carried my pain. The world was cold, and I felt alone, But I found a place where I could call home. Not by blood, not by fate, But by the hands that helped me navigate. In the silence of sorrow, in the weight of my tears, I found friend who knew all my fears. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I’ve been bruised, I’ve been broken, felt the weight of the fall, But I’ve risen again, every time I hit the wall. Through the storms that raged, through the nights so cold, I found the strength to heal, to stand and be bold. And in the quiet, in the pain that I feel, There’s a stranger who’s walking the same path, so real. They don’t need to say a word, I see it in their eyes, That we’ve both been through battles, we’ve both touched the skies. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. We’ve been the lost ones, we’ve been the weak, But in each other, we found the strength to speak.When you reach for me, and I reach for you, We heal together, we see it through. It’s not the blood, but the hearts we trust, That make us whole, make us rise from the dust. When your pain mirrors mine, and I see your tears, We find home in the places we’ve conquered our fears. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I don’t need to know where you came from, I just need to know you’ll stay when I’m numb. In your eyes, I see the battles you’ve fought, And in your soul, I find what I’ve sought. We’ve all felt the darkness, we’ve all seen the rain,But when we come together, we break every chain.It’s not about being perfect, it’s about standing tall, In the arms of those who’ve felt it all.A place called home is where the light is shared
I’ve walked through fire, I’ve fought through rain, Carried my weight, carried my pain. The world was cold, and I felt alone, But I found a place where I could call home. Not by blood, not by fate, But by the hands that helped me navigate. In the silence of sorrow, in the weight of my tears, I found friend who knew all my fears. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I’ve been bruised, I’ve been broken, felt the weight of the fall, But I’ve risen again, every time I hit the wall. Through the storms that raged, through the nights so cold, I found the strength to heal, to stand and be bold. And in the quiet, in the pain that I feel, There’s a stranger who’s walking the same path, so real. They don’t need to say a word, I see it in their eyes, That we’ve both been through battles, we’ve both touched the skies. It’s not the place I was born, or the names that they call, It’s the hearts that reach out when we stumble and fall. It’s the ones who know pain, who know how it feels, Who lift you up, who make you heal. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. We’ve been the lost ones, we’ve been the weak, But in each other, we found the strength to speak.When you reach for me, and I reach for you, We heal together, we see it through. It’s not the blood, but the hearts we trust, That make us whole, make us rise from the dust. When your pain mirrors mine, and I see your tears, We find home in the places we’ve conquered our fears. A place called home is where the light is shared, In the arms of others who have been there. It’s in the pain we’ve both known, In the brokenness where we’ve grown. A place called home is where our hearts unite, Not by blood, but by the shared fight. By struggle and strength, by grief and grace, We find home in the spaces we create. I don’t need to know where you came from, I just need to know you’ll stay when I’m numb. In your eyes, I see the battles you’ve fought, And in your soul, I find what I’ve sought. We’ve all felt the darkness, we’ve all seen the rain,But when we come together, we break every chain.It’s not about being perfect, it’s about standing tall, In the arms of those who’ve felt it all.A place called home is where the light is shared, In
I used to wish upon the stars I used to love in the dark I used to make stories up About you He’d call you on the phone Asking “where you wanna go?” The brutal honesty Left you alone I may not be perfect But maybe its worth it To break a heart once or twice A lovers convergence A snake and a pearl Your breaking of bars and my butterfly scars So kiss my arm and kiss my head Don’t trust any word they say Because they don’t know you like I do So kiss my arm and kiss my head Love is a furious burning red It’ll blind you until you share my eyes I was small and sweet A breathe of fresh air A different taste for the town which we shared They point and stare, asking if I was someone But when they’d see my face they’d call 911. When they saw my hands they’d call 911. When they saw me they’d call 911. So kiss my arm and kiss my head Trust every single word I say Because I know everything about you too So kiss my arm and kiss my head Treat love like a close friend Grasp onto it under it fights back Take it, embrace it Love it, don’t change it Fate makes it impossible to read Curse it, reverse it Leave them to worsen Two wrongs to make a right But love was never right for them Cause loving was impossible For wishing on the stars Loving who we are Love my butterfly scars Don’t break my sensible heart I’ll love you till the moon turns red And the sky falls apart instead So love my butterfly scars Just love my butterfly scars So kiss my arm and kiss my head Don’t trust a fucking word they say Because they don’t know you like I do So kiss my arm and kiss my head Trust every single word I say Because I know everything about you too So kiss my arm and kiss my head Treat love like a close friend Grasp onto it under it fights back So kiss my arm and kiss my head Love is a furious burning red It’ll blind you until you share my eyes So kiss my arm and kiss my head Kiss my butterfly scars instead So kiss my heart and kiss my brain Kiss me in the cold pouring rain Dancing in the street until the cars splash my coat So kiss my arm and kiss my scars
[Verse] In a world so cold you brought the heat With your love girl you made me complete A troubled soul lost in dark streets But your smile baby it can’t be beat [Verse 2] Saw your eyes shimmer under the moonlight Held me close through the longest night In your heartbeat I found my fight Your touch girl always felt so right [Chorus] Every time I was down and low Your patience made me grow you know Waited for me through thick and thin You’re the reason I begin again [Verse 3] Had battles lost and moments of doubt But your faith girl it pulled me out By your side I never had to shout Your love showed me what life’s about [Verse 4] A queen who lived through all my pains With you by my side broke all the chains In your arms girl felt like I’d reign Your love like a healing rain [Chorus] Every time I was down and low Your patience made me grow you know Waited for me through thick and thin You’re the reason I begin again
