Aik Troubadour
Miscellaneous
Bajjen Pundaren
A Bajjen Pundaren
it lives in the south
he thinks all men are his brothers
it applies to big, it applies to small
it applies mostly when he has smoked
he follows Hammarby in all weathers
and sells braj dressed in green and white clothes
he attracts big, he attracts small
he attracts whoever wants to try
but then a day he jumped on the bus
and took all the brajjet with him north of the lock
there were big ones, there were small ones
that had never yet tried on
but best he stood and split prices
then suddenly two policemen came
who spies big, who spies small
who preferably spies the one who has smoked
but Mr. Police you can't guess
I just found a bag of marijuana
I ask big, I ask ¥gar small
I ask who like this has lost his mind
but behind the high walls of the kumla bunker
there sits the poopy pounder and bulls
he misses big, he misses small
he misses ages most to smoke