“You’ll be President”, Swedish rock music in the 1980s

“Imperiet” (in translation = the Empire) was a Swedish rockband during the years 1981 – 1988. The leader was sing and songwriter Joakim Thåström, born 1957. Thåström has after the time in rockband and earlier in punkband worked as a solo artist. He is still active.

In a song called “Du ska va President” (You’ll be President) there are references to a movie called Metropolis by Fritz Lang from 1927.

I have for the purpose of this entry translated Thåström’s lyrics for the benefit to my English  readers. My translation is not to be copied and spread.

Joakim Thåström

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imperiet and Joakim Thåström to English:
You’ll be President

Somewhere down below the ground at the bottom of a hole
In the mines of Hell City aching muscles turns to steel
Worries and wounds, lullabies will soothe and heal
While the big eye straights the crooked, keeping things whole

Everyone is born naked without stitches or guilt
Ten thousand tons of stones where the cities were built
The walls of Megatropolis breathe with pain of hope gilt
Under ground, under ground

But you know that

You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire

Below the dark black heaven it’s party all the night more
While your bills collects in packs and aging on your floor
But life drain away faster than a sale in a thrift store
So tell your children happy tales they can adore

Somewhere down below in the bunker sings the hammer beat.
About how after winter the sun will the bodies heat.
Let it echo in your brain, you must as you’re a star.
Under ground, under ground

But you know that

You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire

Under ground
Under ground
Under ground

But you know, but you know that

You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire
You will be President, you will be millionaire

Under ground
Under ground
Under ground

 

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