Dengang jeg var knægt havde jeg en ven
Vi var sammen hver dag, dag ud, dag ind
En bande på to, Tommy og mig
Vi stolede på hinanden, I alvor og leg
Røg stjålne cigaretter, lærte hinanden at slås
Var naboens ruder knuste, var det sgu nok os
Stak af på rustne cykler ned på havnen et sted
Og fiskede på molen til solen gik ned
Men Tommy er død. De slog Tommy ihjel
Han ligger kold og død nu, på gulvet af en celle
En dag flyttede Tommy og jeg mistede en ven
Det var ikke et godt sted hans familie flyttede hen
Som årene gik, blev Tommy kold og trist
Problemer og piller var alt han havde til sidst
Han blev set i live, for allersidste gang
En nytårsaftens nat da panse slæbte af med ham
Næste morgen ringende hans mors telefon;
"Deres søn er fundet død i politiets detention"
Det danske politi slog Tommy ihjel
Og når politiet dræber undersøger de sig selv
Da de obducerede Tommy og fandt stoffer i hans krop
Lykønskede de hinanden og åndede lettet op
Det var alt hvad de behøvede for at dække deres spor
I retten sagde de O.D. og de gik fri for mord
For dommeren var enig med det danske politi;
Der er ingen sag her, det er bare et junkie lig
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TOMMY
(translation)
When I was young I had a friend
We were always together, Tommy and me
We trusted each other, did everything together
Smoked stolen cigarettes, taught each other to fight
Broke windows and escaped on rusty bikes
To the docks, where we fished until the sun went down
But Tommy is dead now, the police killed him
He lies dead and cold on the floor of a cell
One day Tommy moved away, and I lost a friend
It was a bad place his family moved to
The years past and Tommy grew cold and sad
Problems and pills was all he had in the end
He was seen alive, for the last time
A new year�s ewe when the cops dragged him away
The next morning his mother�s phone rang:
�Your son has been found dead in a detention cell�
The Danish police killed Tommy
And when cops kill, they investigate themselves
When they cut Tommy open and found drugs in his blood
They congratulated each other, and smiled relieved
They had all they needed to cover their tracks
In court they just said: �O.D.� and they walked free
Because the judge was in agreement with the police:
�There�s no case here, it�s only the corpse of a junkie�
Vi var sammen hver dag, dag ud, dag ind
En bande på to, Tommy og mig
Vi stolede på hinanden, I alvor og leg
Røg stjålne cigaretter, lærte hinanden at slås
Var naboens ruder knuste, var det sgu nok os
Stak af på rustne cykler ned på havnen et sted
Og fiskede på molen til solen gik ned
Men Tommy er død. De slog Tommy ihjel
Han ligger kold og død nu, på gulvet af en celle
En dag flyttede Tommy og jeg mistede en ven
Det var ikke et godt sted hans familie flyttede hen
Som årene gik, blev Tommy kold og trist
Problemer og piller var alt han havde til sidst
Han blev set i live, for allersidste gang
En nytårsaftens nat da panse slæbte af med ham
Næste morgen ringende hans mors telefon;
"Deres søn er fundet død i politiets detention"
Det danske politi slog Tommy ihjel
Og når politiet dræber undersøger de sig selv
Da de obducerede Tommy og fandt stoffer i hans krop
Lykønskede de hinanden og åndede lettet op
Det var alt hvad de behøvede for at dække deres spor
I retten sagde de O.D. og de gik fri for mord
For dommeren var enig med det danske politi;
Der er ingen sag her, det er bare et junkie lig
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TOMMY
(translation)
When I was young I had a friend
We were always together, Tommy and me
We trusted each other, did everything together
Smoked stolen cigarettes, taught each other to fight
Broke windows and escaped on rusty bikes
To the docks, where we fished until the sun went down
But Tommy is dead now, the police killed him
He lies dead and cold on the floor of a cell
One day Tommy moved away, and I lost a friend
It was a bad place his family moved to
The years past and Tommy grew cold and sad
Problems and pills was all he had in the end
He was seen alive, for the last time
A new year�s ewe when the cops dragged him away
The next morning his mother�s phone rang:
�Your son has been found dead in a detention cell�
The Danish police killed Tommy
And when cops kill, they investigate themselves
When they cut Tommy open and found drugs in his blood
They congratulated each other, and smiled relieved
They had all they needed to cover their tracks
In court they just said: �O.D.� and they walked free
Because the judge was in agreement with the police:
�There�s no case here, it�s only the corpse of a junkie�