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One more show.
You're not missing anything here.
-Good luck, bro. -And to you.
-It's been an honor. -It's been an honor.
-Thanks. One hell of a summer. -Thanks. Let's kill it!
One minute to go.
-You'll have to convince Noel. -Noel!
One more time!
Dante, Noel, Jiggy… I mean…
CHILDREN OF OUR TIME
-Are we filming? -Mm.
Okay…
Summer of 2023.
-Hi, Ludwig! -Am I on camera now?
I hear her tears streaming through the phone
I’ll be back in a couple of months please wait for me
When summer comes around, there’s no place I’d rather be
When Sweden feels like Southern California
I came, I saw it took a while
They asked me where I’m going, I said date a couple hoes
Maybe do a couple shows
She asks me ‘bout my drip, baby what are those
The shoes are TWIY, aka World is yours
-Sick! -This is my favorite.
It feels crazy that we…
How many shows did we do? 27?
He's got horns growing out of his head… GOAT!
-Why don't you stand like that too? -I did.
Perfect.
The weather report is looking alright. It's as good as it can get.
It's raining
But I'm excited to perform.
-Six, five, four, three… -I'm coming, I'm coming!
-two, one, zero! -Where's Axel?
He's coming.
-Has he got his mic and stuff? -Yes.
I'm ready.
-Hey, guys… How are you doing? -Shit! Ludwig!
How are you doing?
We've lost power.
They make East Coast signs To a West Coast song
And wave their hands around As if they're tryin' to…
And they don't get it When I say "Ung & Kåt"
Singing "Love is Blind" I guess that's just way it goes
I got a gangster bitch She’s my gangster wife
She's from old money But they got gangster vibes
In their gangster crib They got gangster nights
They got 3,14 ceilings high
In a year, in a year Tell me, where are we?
Wherever you want to be. She says, please exaggerate
You and me we’re fine But I think we’re…
And if it goes south Baby pack your things and…
Ey, suck as many D's As the grades you got in school
Saying that you hate us but learning the words on the low
Wanna be cool? Get yourself a time machine…
Go to 1997, try to steal my style
They wanna talk money Money don't talk, bitch
That's shit she says 'Cause she is my gangster bitch
She tries to talk but every word she says Comes out like…
And her…
Oh oh, she wonders where the party at
And she moves like Gamora From The Guardians
Eh ey, come check out my gangster bitch
She is my gangster wife And she does gangster shit
I meant what I’ve said 'til now She's staying by my side
'Til our days are through She's grinding hard 24/7 too
Clothes are expensive now
AMG, G-class That’s the cars we’re driving now
Check out her outfit It’s quadruple your rent…
Flexing with a Rolex It is mine, darling
Just point at what you want And it's yours, darling
There's a difference in What’s mine and yours, darling
She is my gangster wife And she’s deadly
Oh oh, she wonders where the party at
And she moves like Gamora From The Guardians
Eh ey, come check out my gangster bitch
She is my gangster wife And she does gangster shit
Oh oh, she wonders where the party at
And she moves like Gamora From The Guardians
Eh ey, come check out my gangster bitch
She is my gangster wife And she does gangster shit
We've just been going and going…
It feels like a long fucking fog.
Bye bye…
You can go wherever you want
But only if you promise It's because you want to…
If somehow the reason is You're actually too scared
Scared to let me in, well Then it isn't really fair
-God… -Forever. Since we were little kids.
I just think the energy… The thing is that all of those songs are, like…
-They're magical. -Exactly.
There's something special about them. They turn us into one big family.
And everyone knows the lyrics. It's a mighty feeling when they play live.
-They make you feel good. -They've got something for everyone.
-Exactly. -They have, like, so many different…
If you're feeling down, they have songs that are slower.
And if you want more energy, they have those songs too.
-Exactly. -A mixed bag.
The community.
And their personalities, for sure. And the songs and the lyrics, of course.
And the fact that you can relate to them.
Does it mess up your back?
I can feel it a little bit, but not like that.
-Hard not to when you're going full out. -Exactly.
-Thank you so much! -Please take mine!
-Please! Dante. -I love you.
-Picture with these two now. -You're the best.
This is the last one, okay?
I'll send your love to everyone.
-Okay, last one. -I love you!
I love you. You mean everything to us.
-Dante! -Draw a crown.
-I've got you on my phone cover. -Are you serious?
There's a girl here who wants a picture of you.
Really? Sure. Of course.
-Are you not gonna be in the picture? -No…
-She won't be happy if I'm in it. -No…
-Thank you! -No worries.
-Can I take one? My daughter is out there. -Do you want to be in it?
-Can I be in it? -Of course.
-Wrong way. -Does she want Dad in it?
-I doubt it. -Don't let him out again. It'd be chaos.
Tell her I wanted you in it.
I have to say that I admire your patience with the fans.
You want to take a picture with everyone, but they're too many.
-It's wonderful to see. -But you have to try.
-Do you want to say something? -What's her name?
Josefine. My colleague's daughter.
Hi, Josefine! Hope you're doing great.
We just finished our gig in Huskvarna. It was a 10 out of 10.
A shame you couldn't make it. Or if you did, I hope it was…
Wave.
Please, please, please!
-Ludwig, please! -Ludwig!
Good, and you?
-Thank you! -Can you take one with me?
A picture with Ludwig!
No!
Can I please take a picture?
I died!
There's been, like, stuttering and singing off-key and winging it and…
It's just been, you know…
really human.
We've been waiting for this show for nearly a year.
And…
It's hard to understand, but…
Shit, it's hard to sleep the night before a show. I'm not gonna lie.
And it's really special to do a show in your hometown
Nothing can ever be compared to performing in your own city.
If you're wondering what I'm looking at, it's this gigantic arena.
Because when we started the band, Axel said, "One day, we'll perform there."
And today is not that day.
But I see this as our first step on the way to get there.
So, Axel, Noel and Dante…
Let's go, let's tear this mother down.
Been hustling and struggling Straightening out all the creases
Loaded my weapons full with love As you can see, but have
Never been close to Being the only one, no
That letter, just forget it I know you see me leaving, so
Man, she’s the best, One day you’ll get it
And the entire world should have to pay To hear her laugh…
And sorry, boy Yeah I know, I know it hurts
You're competing with Yung Travolta, man check out my moves…
She’s got me… And they've got nothing on us
Ran into her ex and all his boys
And sorry, boy Yeah I know, I know it hurts
You're competing against Hovah, man
Auf Wiedersehen, farewell, goodbye
I'll manage anyway, goodbye, farewell
Auf Wiedersehen, farewell, goodbye
I'll manage anyway, goodbye, farewell
Okay, okay, okay, okay Okay, what's up? Are you with him?
I came for you Another time, is he your friend?
But we were it You see, I'm born in May
But my state of mind More like an Aquarius, man
Would you pick a star Over being with an icon
You don't need to pick 'Cause you know that I am both
I see you dancing closer You ask what's up…
I smile 'cause your ex can see me Kissing you to death, wishing me to death
It's all over for you two But not for me and you
This is just the start Ripping out my heart…
Ey, this is how it feels To let our…
Auf Wiedersehen, farewell, goodbye I'll manage anyway, goodbye, farewell
That number you've dialed, It's out of service now
If you call back tonight You might get through somehow
Listen, he's not Like the papers are portraying him
Sure, he shares your bed at night Leaves in the morning
Hang on a second Let me change the atmosphere
It is time to move apart Not to stay put here
And when the winter's over and gone We'll regret everything…
Just regret what we said
Auf Wiedersehen, farewell, goodbye I'll manage anyway, goodbye, farewell
One more time!
I love you, Ludwig!
But…
Somehow, we pulled it off.
-It's more about the energy you put out. -I get it. But if he really tried--
-He's not even… -He's not trying.
Crackhead…
There's too many pigs. They're everywhere.
Anyway, he didn't sort it out.
-Weak. -Yeah. I was like, "Bro, what's up?
We've been friends for this long. Your energy right now is so weird.
If something's wrong, just tell me. If you don't wanna chill anymore, tell me."
Okay… Do you have an NDA?
Who knows him? Does he know someone we know?
-Did he answer? -My phone died.
-Do you want a charger? -Yes, please, if you've got one.
It would be fun as hell if we just swapped outfits.
Like, a change.
We did that back in the day.
-I mean, we get off the stage… -Exactly.
I used to wear Dante's old clothes.
-You mean, like, during the gig? -Exactly.
We swap clothes during the show and come back out in each other's clothes,
-which we wore before. -Everyone goes like, "Wow! Dante!"
Bro! Amen! Praise the Lord.
Okay. Let's go.
Bro, we're on in, like…20 minutes.
-Really? -Twenty?
-No. -Isn't it 45? Or 40.
-It's 40, but they're 10 minutes behind. -He said we'll start on time anyway.
-Right. Then we're on in 10 minutes. -Yeah.
Great to see you too…
Bite it off.
Let me try.
-No. -No, it's not happening.
When you've been drinking before a show and then it's time,
it's like you think you're ready.
Then when you come out, it's just like…
-It takes a couple of songs… -We're starting on time. We're on time.
Never in 10,000 years did I think I'd be standing here on this stage with you guys…
And shit…
These songs that we've written, we started writing some of them when we were 15-16,
and we've grown up with them.
So we're gonna play an old classic.
We made a new version, but the song is called "Mandy Moore."
So, in the unlikely event that anyone should happen to know the lyrics,
feel free to join in.
I've written your name On a mirror with lipstick
And I know it's such a cliché
And you've drawn a big heart On the mirror with lipstick
But now we're falling….
'Cause you said that my star sign, it was a problem
'Cause we both are so drawn to drama
But I don't think astrology Is the issue that caused our downfall…
Well, you asked me if I'd die for you But baby, I am living now
And it's 2AM And you're calling non-stop
And it just keeps going around
And you can catch me in the bedroom Doing only stuff that she loves
You took my breath away Still never wanna let it out
You were my Mandy Moore Mandy Moore
I go back time and time again But our love is purely fiction
You're my Mandy Moore You're my Mandy Moore
Dried my tears… When my heart was truly broken
Now I'm seeing The golden gates A head with a halo
My eyes are telling a story
I guess the last loser Is wearing the ugliest crown
So spin the bottle again Truth after truth…
Loving the messiness here in our cell
It's usually grey But tonight it's…
Red is so beautiful
The blood that I'm bleeding It's dripping for hours sometimes
And red is so beautiful
I'll do anything for you I can buy you whatever you want
So catch me in the bedroom Doing only stuff that she loves
You took my breath away Still never wanna let it out
You were my Mandy Moore Mandy Moore
I go back time and time again But our love is purely fiction
You're my Mandy Moore You're my Mandy Moore
Dried my tears… When my heart was truly broken
If we're talking about someone who's never been upfront,
we should be talking about you.
Well, I'm gonna be upfront now!
I’m not over you.
My Achilles heel is my angel Explosive and passionate
My first kiss in the rain…
You're my best sex and my… And my every breath and our sudden death
Critics shed tears at the movies today The reviews are great
But I get goosebumps now when I see you And how are you…
Catch me now for my last show So that you can let me go
You were my Mandy Moore Mandy Moore
I go back time and time again But our love is purely fiction
You're my Mandy Moore You're my Mandy Moore
Dried my tears… When my heart was truly broken
Why don't you just be honest with me and tell me which hand you're leaning towards?
His.
Inspiration, motivation… and just keeping it real.
Are you not coming with us?
Stop playing.
It's a Medellín Cartel… drug-dropping plane.
-Private, bitch. -Front-heavy, boys.
The plane should be front-heavy.
Yeah, baby.
-Are we heading that way? -We're out of here regardless.
Shit, man.
Shotgun.
Do you climb in?
I'll…
-Everyone's got one of these, right? -Yes.
It's quite loud. So we can talk to each other.
-What's on the tablet today? -Well…
I'll have the flight plan for where we're going on mine.
-That's right. -With the weather and everything.
There, there…
-Jesus Christ. -How high are we going?
We're gonna fly at 6,000 feet, so nearly 2,000 meters.
My pulse is rising.
It not really as simple as you'd hope.
-What…? -Holding the autopilot.
Sitting in the right seat as a beginner and…
How does this work?
Should Dante help you out?
-What the fuck are you talking about? -I'm gonna throw up.
I swear, I'm not feeling good.
-What? -Sorry?
Right, we're off…
-Are you okay? -Mm…
What happens if a bird flies into the propeller?
The bird will die, at least.
Yeah, but…
I mean… What an answer…
That's why you like propellers, right? Because--
-The bird won't like it. -The propeller won't break.
Why isn’t it starting?
Phones off, right?
-We're taking off from grass? -No.
Why does Drake fly private all the time?
He's got, like, ten beds.
Look at the birds.
Shit, so many birds.
I've never seen so many birds in my entire life.
They're nice concerts. There's a nice aura around everyone involved.
-And they're great to watch. -Exactly.
-It's, like, everything… -And they're hot!
Yeah, they're hot. Really hot.
My favorite memory was when we bought our tickets for Skansen in 2020.
And…
It was the first concert that I ever bought tickets for.
I was, like, super happy, and I hung out with my friends
and we listened to Hov1 all the time to get hyped up before the concert.
It was mostly "Hon dansar vidare i livet"
All the concerts…
And standing in line, the sense of community.
Let's go, baby!
The funniest thing is that this person from H&M got in touch…
I'm like, "Who?" "H&M." I'm like, "I'll call you later."
Then she calls me, and I answer. "Why are you calling me?"
"I called earlier about a client who wants a ticket for Hov1 tonight."
A "VIP client," "the H&M family."
Why would we…
…give tickets…
…to the richest people in Sweden?
Why don't you call her and say:
"Hi I'm Filip. I'm the tour manager for Hov1."
-"Why are you calling my client?" -"Why are you calling my VIP client?"
"Behind my back?" I mean…
No, it's too good… It's so fucking funny.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"You can't call my VIP client and talk about your VIP clients."
…08.
What's her name?
I'm the tour manager for Hov1. My name is Filip.
Yes… I understand that you've been in contact with Ludwig.
Yes. Listen, it's my turn to talk now. I'll be brief.
You've been going behind my back and contacting my…
VIP client. Are you following me?
That's not really how it works. You shouldn't be calling my…
You've been calling him and harassing him before a gig
and it's making me a bit upset.
-I'm the tour manager. -Okay.
Exactly. In the future, call me. Now you have my number.
But I didn't call him. He called me. I sent an email…
-He's turned to me… -linked to the Instagram account…
Are you calling Ludwig a liar?
My apologies. I really didn't mean to go behind anybody's back.
I was just throwing out tons of hooks, eh…
and tried to…
I found an email address via the Instagram account
and emailed him, and then he called me.
I'm just trying to get tickets for my client.
-Right. -That's it.
And why can't they pay for a ticket themselves?
Can't they pay for a ticket themselves?
Yes, of course they can pay for a ticket. But it's sold out.
How much?
They'll pay anything. They're happy to pay overprice.
-Well, at least you have my number now. -Awesome. Wonderful.
Eh…
Like I said, I'm just throwing out tons of hooks hoping someone will bite.
-And then you called. -Why would we give her a ticket?
If I tell them, "I found a ticket.
I can vouch for this person. The ticket is this much."
-Then they'll say, "Yes, please." -Talk to you later…
Let's be in touch, okay?
Speak soon.
-Are you talking to me now? -Yes. Sorry, I've just landed…
-Sure. Thank you. -We've been flying in a little…
I understand. I'll wait for you to get back.
Yes.
-Okay. Thank you so much. -Love you.
If they donate 100,000 kronor to the Swedish Cancer Society.
They wanna have a million in their bank account
They're all voting left But they still hate taxes.
Nobody could care less about the people But they still want power
They call it the hood But they're living in the suburbs
I’m no better But I'm taking my chances
No one's getting in What? No, I know the bouncers
Nothing is too late But I'm trying to be fearless
Only drinking straight No milk in my coffee
My brother is a lost man He has snorted all his wages
Black cars are parked outside his house At night, they're watching
And they all wear cycling shorts now When they go to festivals
And they all chase followers But who's leading the mob?
Am I better tho? At the wheel, catch me speeding
Almost kissed every beautiful girl in Stockholm Who's worth kissing
I gotta look over my shoulder When I'm leaving my house
The city’s waking up, I still haven't even gone to bed
'Cause I'm a child of our time Would I break free some time
Clearly subletting would be The only option for me
I stayed at some guy's place for awhile Like a commune, you see
And our neighbors were Italian They drank too much vino
Got my feet on the ground And it's solid and sound
Wishing that I'd had some water Skipped those last few rounds
But what difference does it make now When it's raining on the South Side?
Can hear the neighbor playing Primetime
I got a friend who claims he knows What love and loving is
But he’s subscribing to letters about STDs
And every Wednesday he goes out And sure as hell, you see
I swear He wakes up every Thursday without--
Nobody has seen a thing Everyone is your best friend
'Til they throw you to the wolves again
Then they'll stab you in the back My friend
Everybody wants to be a CEO No one wants a blue collar job
Writing whore and bitch, In their résumé
They wanna be real Boys are trippin’ up
Some guy paid for sex And now he's crying out on live TV
I am a child of our time It is pure idiocy
Might plan a school shooting Or kill myself, that's fine with me
Might fly to some atoll To purify my soul
And that thing you call Co2 Doesn't bother me at all
I go looking some days I get blasted some days
I should be moving somewhere else Where no one's heard of my name
So what difference does it make now When it's raining on the West Side?
It's always gonna be the best life
No one's giving up But you gotta stay working
They wanna get drunk, But not hungover
They want a big place but only in the inner city
Wanna be stars But they don't want the fame
No one wants to live here But no one wants to die
No one's going in If they have to stand in line
Wanna get paid but not work for anyone Pay like a bank manager would do fine
They go to the same places every weekend Same old parties
They fuck the same people And then they call each other after
And in their job it's like they're being paid for going on vacation
With the same people They've been talking shit about
Let me explain it to you Hey, your ideals are so cool
You're great When everybody's looking at you
Treating your homie from the hood As an accessory
Singing the N word when you're partying In your privacy
They like their ketamine, cocaine And tons of speed
Got ADHD, it's a superpower now you see
They talk about it Get a book contract all suddenly
You know, it must be hard Fighting to be relevant
'Cause everybody's stabbing Everybody else in here
So respect to you who study At Komvux or KTH
No one's gonna save the world Because the profit is too low
So they're capitalizing On their own children, you know
I am a child of our time A credit loan, don't mind
I buy the most expensive outfits Take a loan on my ride
I might let down a friend To go to an event
I braid my hair I don't really see a problem, my friend
Got my feet on the ground And it's solid and sound
I don't want a baby now Still I don't use a condom
So in collaboration with every fucker Everyone you know now
Go and check your friends now
No one's giving up But no one wants to work
Sitting in a live show Talking to the tricks now
Guys are doing gang signs But they live in Bromma
This one is for Sweden Welcome to Stockholm
We're dancing to women degrading music
They'd cancel their own mother If they got some more views
They talk to the police But pretend to be a G
Ashamed of who I am I'm a child of our time
Why do we keep going? It's getting harder and harder.
We have to top ourselves, beat our own records.
Why do we keep going? And then…
…what I've arrived at is that it is…
It's because there's no other feeling in the world that compares to coming out
and getting up on the stage and singing your own songs
and getting the response from the audience that we've been getting.
Ten minutes. Ten minutes.
…we brought them back I want love from everyone
Love like meeting your mom, love like you and I, we’re together
We don’t see other people, love that sticks around
Love like, I go on vacation, downloading Raya
Only because the guys are having withdrawals
My bros from Sweden, what's up, yo?
NORWAY
Ludde!
We need to have a team talk before.
-Have you heard what they're saying? -No.
All the Norwegians here will check out our gig.
They're like, "Shit. They're Sweden's biggest thing.
They have to deliver." So all the Norwegians are coming to our show.
We're like that Danish guy who was smoking in the dressing room.
-Bendtner. -Let's go.
It's kjempegreit to be here, Norway.
Noel and I had a chat before the gig,
and Noel said he had a question.
-We can buy all of… -…Sweden if we want!
Okay. There was a guy who had a phone with the text,
"Let me come up and sing ‘Grät.’”
So now we have this, like, "Alex from Glastonbury" kind of situation.
Slottsfjell!
Yeah.
I'll just sing.
What happened?
What happened? I don't know what happened.
I don't know what happened!
It's the best delivery this whole summer. It is!
-Somewhere. Here. Thanks. -Thanks!
I'm Norwegian from now on.
-One hell of a show. -Great job, guys.
One fucking hell of a gig.
I'm proud.
I'm incredibly proud.
-Great gig, right? -One hell of a gig.
-The best gig. -Do you think?
Bro, it was. I swear.
We just had to go for it.
-It was, like… -I can take my bag, bro.
I don't want to split when we're having this much fun. I want to be Hov1 forever.
I was thinking the same at the airport until you ganged up on me.
Then I was like, "Fuck this band."
You're in trance. You don't know what you're doing. You're not thinking.
You're not thinking about what you look like, what you're doing…
It just flows out of you. Every second, you're one with the audience.
It makes you so damn happy and grateful.
"Shit, we're performing here…"
And then I look at you and I'm dead proud.
I get, like…emotional, you know. "Fuck, this is sick."
You wanted to change me
But you haven't see where I'm coming from Said that I'm not your…
30 people dance in the kitchen
And out on the balcony I see ten more
Dancing through the night Although we know better
Shawty wanna throw up bottles in the club
No matter which way it will go
I don't think I'll ever really be The guy she wanted, no
I'm here pouring spirits Straight down into my champagne glass
For you
See, this is not the kind of place To widen your horizons
Like someone turned up here And just stopped the time from spinning
They all bought the glasses And picked all the same subjects
In a relationship But don't wanna be in it
And the two couples Who have been together forever
They're doing double dates today They're in a foursome
Someone's talking stock prices So much it's out of line
He has never turned down A bump or a big line
Baby, I don't know what you're looking for
But out there on the balcony I see ten more
Dancing through the night Although we know better
Shawty wanna throw up bottles in the club
No matter which way it will go
Glancing at her hips now And I can see them bouncing too
Standing here drunk Just a bit outside of town
With you
They say think of something ugly
I close my eyes And baby, all I see is you
They say think of what used to be
I close my eyes And poison's all I see
You’re fucking poison to me
I'm thinking of the photo that I ripped apart
'Cause you stood there Right beside me
And I'm thinking of the lyrics That I wrote
Cause baby, see The ink turned into blood…
Skip "Gift" there, and then we'll do it in the outro at half speed.
Fucking poison to me…
Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy
Never ever, ever Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy Never ever, ever
Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy
Never ever, ever Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy Never ever, ever
They say fake it 'til you make it I'm gonna make it without fake it
So I shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it off, shake it off
Erasing the thoughts That show up late at night
See you in photos, your new guy is fugly
See him wearing the clothes I wear You get it? It's sick, I swear
Do you want me, take me, have me Dress your new guy like he is me?
No one is like me, bye-bye and go easy I'm taking back what I told you
Carving out your fucking name I got you on my chest
Reminding me to diss people like you 'Cause you're poison
Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy
Never ever, ever Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy Never ever, ever
You left me, I'm not hanging around Our last kiss was the final round
You crushed my heart And my spirit, my soul
Knew that I'd write things about you
I'm not really writing 'bout you All my exes are just like you
Your girlfriends stick to me Like band-aids
I'm hoping you've seen and know this
The same drink from the same glass Different gaze but the same me
Other poisons, different reasons I was blind, now I can see
So now it's no thanks Go through the late night
Do as you like There won't be no more Facetime
And I know you will crack
'Cause when we're in the club Then you want me back
Fucking poison to me You will never have my fucking sympathy
Never ever, ever
Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy Never ever, ever
You are poison to me Everything's fucked up
Everything's gone wrong And your lies just suck
Asking you for space Hey, make no mistake
Took one on a date Blood will spill now
And my love you avoided But begged me for closeness
You say you still love me again You say you want sex with your favorite ex
Say I never can be your friend
You don't wanna listen But beg me for kisses
Like I were a drug to you
Your fucking poison, your ugly sides That was all I saw in you
They say think of something ugly
I close my eyes And baby, all I see is you
All I see is you
Fucking poison to me
You will never have my fucking sympathy Never ever, ever
Fucking poison to me You will never have my fucking sympathy
Never ever, ever
This is our last festival summer…
No one knows how many more summers like this we'll have.
Maybe we'll never do this again. Maybe we'll just do…
two gigs per year. Who knows?
We've been touring like this since 2016.
Eight, nine, ten,
11, 12, 13, 14, 15,
16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23 songs.
We're not playing "Gråzon," "Räkna dagar," "Tokken," "ICA"…
-We're playing "Gråzon." -Are we?
-We're playing a medley. -Oh yeah, medley…
I think we need to rehearse a bit. Now that you're saying it… Medley.
-What?! -How do we play "Lilla Gee"?
Like this.
Which songs that we've released should we be playing?
None of them, bro.
-It's like… We'll skip "Kärleksbrev"? -Yes.
That set is 11 out of 10.
Immaculate.
All the content has to be finalized today at 4 am.
Yes.
We got a long night ahead of us.
We’re playing "Gamora."
This is what we'll do.
Håkan does this.
He plays, like, four songs in his encore.
Peace & Love, bitch. Check this out.
Here he's talking for a long time.
I mean, for a long time.
And then here.
So remember, try to hold on to your dream…
Hard.
Sings.
Massive interlude.
Confetti.
He stays on stage, thanking everybody.
They take a bow.
And then the next song starts.
Aha!
They don't walk off the stage. The song starts.
He's just walking around waving. There's confetti, everybody is happy…
Imagine if we would stand there and just…
He's throwing out roses. I want to do that too.
-Where did we do that? Grönan? -Yeah.
We'll hand out roses to the first guests and then we throw…
Whatever… Who cares?
He's still on stage. And here they start playing.
Here he's throwing them out. See? Look.
I'm dying.
They…
…are up on the…
…rooftops…
everyone is…
…high above the city…
…summer’s moving fast…
…while we’re snowing away…
…we’re not the kind of people
that end up together…
Maybe we should make a…new version
and finish with a new version of "Vindar på mars."
Singing your name How many nights have I been singing…
"Vindar på mars" is sick. It should have had a different chord progression.
It's not that vulnerable.
"Barn av vår tid" is here.
Then we have "Still," which will fade into something
when we stay on stage, and thank everyone. We play that, boom, leave ‘’Dansar’’.
-What do you think about that? -It's awesome.
That's nice.
So I'm writing my name And I'm writing it next to your name
And part of me can wait for it Until we both can feel them blowing
'Til we feel the winds blow on Mars
'Cause you're never losing me now, darling
You're never losing me
For every summer we have A winter will pass, but
You're never losing me
Say, dear friend Where have you been, tell me?
It went quiet when you left
I'm still here Same everything, same me
Someone else just took your place
With me
CHILDREN OF OUR TIME
Well, I grew up with Tjorven Båtsman and Grankvist
That's why I've been dreaming About a girl called Malin
Had an eating disorder Exercised like crazy
That is why I know damn well How difficult food can be
Anxiety so bad that I wanted to die
Thanks to medication I am still alive
And my brother is the best And my brother is gay
Loving who you want Only you know when it's right
You guys don't know me You only know my sort
Hard to get things right When everyone's finding faults
Easy to be hard With somebody by your side
Hard to be yourself when everyone complies
I got ADHD That's why I am so edgy
Sometimes I mess up When I'm saying shit in public
My surface's kind of hard But I'm softer on the inside
I just want you all to know I'm human Can't deny it
You have never listened Still talk about our lyrics
'Course you get it wrong When it's out of its context
And now you hate our music Lack of intellect
You and I are not the same, no You don't have any respect
Want me to be grateful? Did I win the lottery?
I'm not making pasta With Benjamin Ingrosso
Sitting in my kitchen Slow-cooking a casserole
One day all of Sweden Will be tasting my risotto
You are all friends And you call yourself lefties
Got the same jobs as your parents Can you get this?
Do you write for KP Or are you on a bender?
Hey, I'd love to read something You've written that is genuine
I don't have no backup It's all on my hard drive
I don't buy no watches, no My cellphone tells the time now
Got a big heart and an even bigger codex
Me and Noel sure would win That quiz show På spåret
These lyrics are long But now everything is said
I'm not gonna thank anybody but our fans
You have seen us all grow up And we've been through hell and back
Now I wanna give some back But I don't know if I can
-I threw my phone onto the stage. -Me too.
Dante picked my phone up, then put it down and picked up Stella's.
When summer comes, I play Hov1 through the speaker.
And I listen to them when I'm doing my makeup.
I came here yesterday. Yesterday at…seven.
We're came here at five this morning.
They're really nice. They're not, like, rude…
-They're not stuck up. -Exactly.
They don't have… What's it called?
They don't have hubris because they're famous.
-They're still kind and genuine. -Yes.
If you walk up to them in the street, they're welcoming
and nice to you. They let you take a picture before they go.
-They're really-- -Always nice.
Exactly.
Let's take a picture. Ey!
-Could you take one with me? -Sure.
There… Hi, video. Hi, everyone! Hi, hi!
Thank you so much!
-Is everybody in? -Yes.
-Can I have one? -Yes.
Like this?
-Thank you! -Not at all.
-Are you good? -Yes, and you?
Great.
-There it is. Thank you. -Thank you so much!
-Good, and you? -Great.
I wanna be in it too.
-Could you do a video greeting for TikTok? -What should we say?
Hi, everyone at TikTok. You need to follow our legend here.
“@Mod_Malmö.” Don't forget it.
So it has to be this way?
Dante, can I borrow you… Can I borrow you for one second?
Just a quick… They'll be back, I promise.
Why don't we take these first?
Let's do that. It'll take…two minutes.
-So you press-- -There, maybe?
Could you say "Hi, Olivia" or something like that?
-She's sick and couldn't make it. -Sure.
-Hi, Olivia! We're sorry you're not here. -Hope you feel better soon.
-See you soon. -Take care!
-In the middle. -Sure.
-One more. -Last one.
-I met you at One Wknd in Karlshamn. -Great!
-How many pictures? -As many as you can.
-A few. -One, two, and three!
Thank you! Take care.
-One Wknd, that was damn good. -Thanks.
It's coming up on ten years since we released our first song.
And…
It's insane. Time just flies.
-It’s the hip, it’s fucking tight. -Yeah, bro.
You know what he said to me before we started?
"Most people tell me I'm very flexible."
-Did you say that? -I was like, "I have a stretch routine."
January 12th.
-Him, him! -Him, him, him.
My body is totally worn out.
-Are you still jetlagged? -No, I'm just…
It was rough in Brazil and before Brazil so I'm just, you know…
-You know what I mean? The drums. -Yeah.
The weather…
Shrimpen is the king here dot SE…
We've done more work in three days than we've ever done in LA.
I think I came up with that beat
when I got that Kale & Crave salad that you hated.
Mm…
You’re gonna have to do this.
Say you're a diva without saying it.
-I can actually hold it. -No, wait, easy now.
Okay, we have to go to sleep.
It's totally insane. I mean, totally insane.
-Yeah. I love it. -Great work.
-Great work.
Great work. Great work.
We've been here for nearly two weeks.
Things are starting to go off the rails…
Lebron was in the club.
I was gonna do a Borat…
"Lebron!"
We've made a few songs…
I love Lebron James.
Lebron James is one of my absolute favorite people in the entire world.
Dante, you had some detailed story that you wanted to share.
Let's take that later.
-I actually have an idea. A great idea. -Yes?
You and me…
-Maybe you'll sleep for another hour. -Mm.
Maybe I'll leave you alone for a bit.
I hope no one ever needs to watch this.
And then…
…maybe we'll go to a nice bar tonight.
-What? -I said, "What up, bro?"
I forgot, you've got water in your ear.
-Water in your ear? -Bro, I've got water in my ear.
Again? You swim a lot for a person with water in your ear.
Are you going for a refill…?
Nice!
No.
I’m in a strip club far from Calabasas
I'm in a VIP room Wondering where you are…
I enjoy being here and we're having a great time.
Chill out.
But I haven't told her I love her.
But you've only met her three times?
It doesn't matter. I love her.
We're getting some ice. The boys are gonna be iced out.
Damn right, bro. Damn right.
Don't call me Noppe in front of the camera.
-You can't do that. -Noppe is a sick nickname.
I love Noppe.
I was like, "Listen, man."
I went down to Axel and I was like, "I'm fried."
Okay, let's see how it feels.
Go tight.
Go tight when he dives in.
Go tight!
Is it warm enough?
No.
Here. This one.
-It's sick! -Yeah.
And then you can…
You do it here. Not here.
Now. Here.
It sounds like….
Welcome to Little B, Stockholm city
I got friends here And friends six feet under
Big city life since we were kids
You gotta be born here Or you're not like me
Where we're coming from There's all different sorts of people
Some of them keep warm While others are freezing
Some of them are hustling Some of them are…
Some of them are living Off old-time merits
You are not objective Man, you are a hater
Cause all the girls I met, yeah They have all been lasered
Our future kids on the bed sheet, wasted
And it was Fiji, the water that she tasted
I don't have no love, still I'm not broken
They want somebody who never tells them no A ghetto love
I got a girl in every town, every state
And she says, if you get back here one day Hit me up
Now she's the girl with the plan
I'm the man with the gang And I love to hang around with my thugs
So let it go, let a bitch be a hoe
When I can't even trust myself How can I dare to trust someone?
All that doesn't kill you right now Is stuff that will make you stronger
Who can rescue me right now? 'Cause you know I can't
Welcome to Little B, Stockholm city
I got friends here And friends six feet under
Big city life since we were kids
You gotta be born here Or you're not like me
Where we're coming from There's all different sorts of people
Some of them keep warm While others are freezing
Some of them are hustling Some of them are…
Some of them are living Off old-time merits
Use to play ball in Redbrick City
They have never ever been to Rack-Rack City, bitch
Stockholm Stocktown, flashbacks killing me
I don't know you So, baby, how you feeling me?
Up in this bitch Like we were Homeland Security
Me, you and your friend Could be the Holy Trinity
I don't wanna feel now I don't wanna breathe now
I can be your Woody And let's buzz to infinity
But hey, first and foremost "fuck my ex"
Yeah, let's be honest I wish we never, ever met
But, second thoughts I was always the best
And I slept with another So I fucked you over
Two step on the way home, now it's mayhem
Wanna ride the Maybach Wanna tag along then
Okay, we go way back, baby, don't we?
Rather be talked about than to be a nobody
Welcome to Little B Section 3D, this is Little B
WWW dot please never test me again I'm the king here dot SE
Now I am far from Tobaksmonopolet
Saying I'll see you when I see you And you know it
Even if I leave This place will always still be my home
'Cause home is where the heart is whole
Welcome to Little B, Stockholm town
I got friends here And friends six feet under
Big city life since we were kids
You gotta be born here Or you're not like me
Where we're coming from There's all different sorts of people
Some of them keep warm While others are freezing
Some of them are hustling Some of them are…
Some of them are living Off old-time merits
The sky is as beautiful as we wanted it to be. Look over there.
We…
We wanted to play a song for everyone we've loved before
and maybe still love…
And for everyone who's not here today, everyone who's actually
far, far, far away from here.
We sit in silence In the kitchen at my place
The radio's singing "Where did I go wrong?"
Was I too distant? Was it something that I said?
'Cause darling, you are everything I want
I didn't hold you close Although you hate to sleep alone
Some of my feelings were untold These are things you already know
Got no diplomas or awards Nothing to show, nothing to say
I am the same as yesterday
Stockholm, let's go!
So what you see is what you get
So please just take me far away from here
And you should see yourself From where I'm standing now
'Cause you light up everything From there somehow
She said, Oh, what you see is what you get
What you see is what you get But you should see you from where I stand
I'm saying we won't be 22 again
Life is hard now, don't forget Please take me far away from here
In one way, I think I'm more…
-…more self-critical than ever. -Yes.
But in another way, I also think it's about me…
…feeling a bit lost…
…in terms of where to go next.
Don't run. Hey!
-We love Hov1! -We love Hov1!
How long will the rain last?
Does anybody know how long the rain will last?
What’s up, I’ve been everywhere
…the sun, moon, rainbow, at the same time…
So, what’s up?
I’m the same person, who saw you at house parties…
You always smoked two cigarettes, after we fucked
You wanna dance?
Like we’re dancing on a spring break
Skrrt…
Don't ever slap me like that again.
-Come on. -The slap of humiliation.
-Jiggy? -Yes.
Right now, the whole audience is shouting, "Axel! Axel!"
The mic and everything else is in there. Left, right.
Do you need a hand?
On the outside?
Yo, let's go, let’s go, mothafucka…
-Let's go. -Where's Axel?
Yeah, we just… We've lost Axel.
Hands forward. Let's go. Come on.
Hey Axel!
To me, it isn't summer if I don't get to sing with my friends and you guys.
And it definitely isn't summer if I don't get to sing when Axel plays the guitar.
So…
The next song we're playing is one of my absolute favorites.
It's called "Två steg från helvetet" and it goes like this.
Take a quick break. Break, break, break.
-We need help again. -Security.
People need help.
What do you want to sing?
We've got the all clear to start again.
So let me introduce… This is what we'll do.
Axel, are you gonna leave and come back again? No, you can stay.
Axel Liljefors!
You and me, we'll never be broken
I'm already more broken Than anybody you know
But you think you know something About which way the wind blows
You wanna break to pieces I wanna break the patterns
Please, baby Know you will never understand me
'Cause just like you I'm struggling hard To understand me
Keep running up and down streets Where people wanna thrash me
You want to be forgotten But people don't forget me
And we said never will we give up Two steps from hell, we won't
Feel like I'm burning now…
Yeah, it'll be great. But you can hear how broken it is.
You'll have to take it easy for a few days and see a doctor.
"Kärleksbrev"
-But did it sound bad? -No!
Not bad. But you can hear that it's worn out.
Let's be careful with what we say. It sounded great.
-You meant that it's-- -You can hear that it's worn out.
Really nice.
Awesome.
I'm tired now. But…
It's a new day tomorrow. Copenhagen.
Just find out what you need to do: exercise or rest for a few days.
-We've got five gigs next week. -It's a rough week, so rest in between.
-Do you mind if they come in and say hi? -No.
-I'll come out. -You'll come out?
Great.
I was stumbling over some words… I never do that anymore.
Some things really sucked. I was like…
I don't know. What's going on?
Yeah, but… You could hear it, right?
Just towards the end. It's no wonder…
-No, but it shouldn't be like that. -That's life.
We flew a little private jet.
-To? -Here.
Scary as hell. I got to steer it.
Ludde was like, "Stop it!"
-Did you really steer it? -Yes.
He was like, "Down a bit." Ludde was like…
-Come on! -Are you coming?
How are you doing?
-We love you! -We love you!
-Bye-bye! -Bye-bye!
-Calm down!
I'm calling Noel.
We're on the plane to Stockholm.
I'm going back to Burgsvik.
The lyrics are, like, meaningful.
They write about stuff that you can relate to.
-I've been here since six in the morning. -I've been here since 8.30 pm last night.
-I like their energy. -Their energy. How they're… Their vibe.
Full of energy. And I like their lyrics.
They're good at writing lyrics and you can relate to a lot of it.
They're also very creative.
Now I'd just like to…write…
or that our songs…
I don't know. I'd like to write beautiful songs that people…
…take to heart.
I was talking to a friend. And he said, "Ludwig…
What is the absolute saddest, saddest song you could write?"
I said, "It's this one."
People say diamonds are just stones
But they would never rip me in a hundred pieces
And that shit you're inhaling Will make you slow
I'd never tell you something if I didn't mean it
Got a hundred and fifty sorrows You can see it on me
I got way too many numbers In my contacts,
I got way too much anxiety Since yesterday
Got a hundred and fifty sorrows You can see it on me
You know I cried a river When I heard that you had met someone
Now life is catching up with us I'm waiting for the second round
You were, you are And I think you'll always be unique to me
I've got many regrets in life But meeting you ain't one of them
Coming down is not so hard Coming up is not the same
Anybody can be weak If so only for a moment
And it's easier to smile With somebody by your side
Someone who has faced Lonely nights like you
Hardly ever been alone But I've never been a fool
My intentions have been gold But I never kept my cool
Now I stand alone again An exception, not the rule
I want someone Who would die here by my side
How come I am the one
Who's stirring up emotions That I thought were long, long gone?
It could be over now Or we two could go on
You stir something inside me That I really thought was gone
If I could only ditch the chaos Then I would
No, I'm lying, still got tons of things I really need to do
And you know I understand But the fact that I do
Is just one of many reasons Why I'm in this mess with you
I know that it is painful I know it makes you blue
But the life that I am living Isn't made for being two
When you wanted to keep talking I had to hang up on you
When you wanted me to stay I was always leaving you
You know I cried a river When I left you and I went away
I changed my mind But then I had to make my mind up anyway
You were, you are And I think you'll always be unique to me
I've got many regrets in life But meeting you ain't one of them
Coming down is not so hard Coming up is not the same
Anybody can be weak If so only for a day
And it's easier to smile With somebody by your side
Someone who has faced Lonely nights like you
Hardly ever been alone But I've never been a fool
My intentions have been gold But I never kept my cool
Now I stand alone again An exception, not the rule
I want someone Who would die here by my side
How come you are the one
Who's stirring up emotions That I thought were long, long gone?
It could be over now Or we two could go on
You stir something inside me That I really thought was gone
You know I cried a river When I heard that you had met someone
Life is catching up with us I'm waiting for the second round
You were, you are And I think you'll always be unique to me
I've got many regrets in life But meeting you ain't one of them
Thanks a million! I love you all.
It's hard to navigate your own artistry when you start compromising,
and I think what got us here
is that we've been true to ourselves - that we are true to ourselves - and…
As long as we don't stop being true to ourselves…
…I can keep doing this.
What's our favorite album?
-Hi! -Hi!
-You've had a long summer. -Yeah.
"Kärleksbrev!"
-Rematch tomorrow. Tomorrow's gonna be-- -I thought it was great.
We made many mistakes.
The lyrics to "30 personer."
You're the only one who cares about that.
The confetti rain was just insane.
-You could do a spy movie thing. -You can't see a thing.
When the smoke settles, we're gone.
Let's play "Kärleksbrev" tomorrow.
-Let's do the Skansen version. -Should we?
In that case, we could come back after the confetti.
We go home and we self reflect… What was good? What was bad?
How can I make what was good even better, and what was bad, good.
-I feel like we let the fans down… -No, we didn't.
Hands forward. It's a new day tomorrow. Let's do it.
-Guys, don't forget-- -Love. Come on.
-And don't forget to laugh… -Exactly.
"Love" on three. One, two--
An amazing summer.
And it's been fun getting to meet…
We've met more fans than we've done for a long time.
Yeah, but you shouldn't tattoo our names.
You really don't need to do that.
I'll sign my name, but I don't think you should do that.
-And my handwriting is really bad. -But that's charming!
Hey…
You, Dante and Ludwig need to sign my back.
Axel has done it and I want everybody's names on my shirt.
I'll be here when you get out.
-When are you coming to Norway? -We were in Norway this summer.
-No. -Yes… We were in Slottsfjell.
That's the wrong side of the country.
Okay, so I might sign that tomorrow, then.
I'm not sure about you tattooing our names.
You have to play "Hur kan du säga saker?" the next show I'm going to.
-I guess you won't know if I'm there… -No, that might be difficult…
We've got so many songs.
-Ludwig! -Hi, Ludwig!
Why didn't you play "Hur kan du säga saker?"
-That's my favorite song. -What should I write? Name and a heart?
Good question. It basically didn't make the… It didn't make it.
-Take care, guys! -And you!
-Okay. See you back here later. Bye. -Bye, Ludwig!
-Good luck! -Thank you!
I'd like to ask everyone to give their warmest round of applause this evening
to our best friend Axel Liljefors.
Shit, guys… There's not much time left.
It's tonight and tomorrow…
Same old party, same old people
Still never met someone like you
You'll never see me falling
Was what I said, the second she fell for me
She's kissing with red lips
Leaving red marks on my cheek
Wanting everyone around to notice
That I’m yours for a moment
We will never ever be together
But I just wanna be with you
Here in The city of angels
All I can see belongs to me
And though I never have belonged to anyone
This one night I do to you
And still I know That no one will believe me
'Cause she is way to beautiful for me
We're mixing glycerine
With Chanel and wine
Come and sit with us Have a drink with me
You make me weak somehow
You make me feel somehow
I surrender for you
Guess that's something though
But you were every summer night
Drinking outside at Hornstulls strand
And I still think of you sometimes
Wondering how it all turned out
Said I'd call if I had time
But I lost your second name
I'm at the bench where we sat
I'm carving over our names…
Damn, what a gig!
-That was when-- -I missed my spotlight.
The bracelets were awesome, but he shouldn't make them blink.
-They should just stay one color. -Yes!
Only when it's like…
…turned the lights off and…
It was great…
Only two left, two more to go. Two done.
You always have to do one to loosen up. Before you do the second one…
With the first one, you don't know what to expect.
Everything that can go wrong does, and you feel very self-conscious, but…
Today was… a banger.
Mama raised no bitch!
Mama raised no quitter! Mama raised no bitch!
My dawgs!
Mama raised no bitch!
Hi, Dante! Dante!
Hi!
-Hang on a second. -Come here, Dante.
-Could you take a BeReal? -BeReal?
-No TikToks. -It's BeReal!
-BeReal? -Please?
-It's just a picture, right? Okay. -Yes!
-Hi, Hov1! -We love you!
We fucking love Hov1!
Sender, baby! Whoo!
Mama raised no--
No Danish people here.
No Danish people backstage.
Five, four, three, two, one, zero!
Being so unfazed and just daring to be yourself
and just like, "Fuck everyone. Fuck everything. This is what I'm saying.
I am myself."
I'm not gonna lie. My heart is overflowing.
I'm so incredibly grateful for this night and…
that's all because of you.
And I'm sorry to say that the night is drawing to its end, but…
first we'd like to play another song. I hope you don't mind.
You were every summer night
And every party at Hornstulls strand
And somewhere there I left my heart
On a bench there in a park
Ma chérie, ma chérie Ma chérie, ma chérie
I knew nothing in no shape or form
Only that I wanted to be yours
Sha-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Woulda waited for you then and today
But I never seem to feel Any winds blow on Mars
'Cause you're never losing me now, darling
You're never losing me
For every summer we have A winter will pass, but
You're never losing me
Say, dear friend Where have you been, tell me?
It went quiet when you left
I'm still here Same everything, same me
Someone else just took your place
With me
Axel, mothafucka… We did it, baby!
We love you so much. Release your album soon. Please.
-Keep doing what you're doing. -And we love you so much.
I love you. You make fucking great music.
-I love you. -You're the best.
We love you so, so much.
Look forward to hearing all the songs on the new album.
-Never stop doing what you're doing. -No. Your music is the best.
We're so pumped. It's gonna be great.
-We love you! -Love you so much!
Keep doing what you're doing. I hope you'll never stop.
-If you do, I'll be incredibly upset. -That would be the end of us all.
Hov1, you saved me. You're fucking kings and I love you.
Love!
-Love to you! -Love!
-So fucking good! -It felt--
It felt great for you too, didn't it? It was fucking great.
They were good.
It's hard when you do four days in a row. Some days, you just feel… I mean…
But it felt awesome. Great to have you here.
I think everyone who came would come to another show.
-We played "Kärleksbrev" on a whim. -I could tell.
But when the audience shouts like that, you have to play it.
Yes, but…
We just want them to feel our presence. That we love performing,
and they should feel special.
One more day to go.
Then we're done.
-Could you sign? -Ludwig, letter!
-Should I give this to the guys? -Yes.
Noel!
-Did you enjoy it? -It was awesome.
Bam!
-That was the best bit! -Where were you standing?
-On the second row. -Second row?
We've got one more show.
I'm gonna go all in.
One more show.
I'm gonna leave everything at the door.
I'm not gonna hold back.
You're not missing anything here.
When I fall asleep tonight, I will have a smile on my face.
-It's been an honor. -It's been an honor.
One last rodeo.
-Thanks. One hell of a summer. -Thanks. Let's kill it!
-One minute to go. -One minute.
Isn't it a bit emotional?
Yes, I'm actually feeling…
…more emotional than I thought I would.
-You'll have to convince Noel. -Noel!
And no matter what happens today, or tonight…
Let's just give it our all. Just one more. Let's go.
…I know that this gig will be special…
Love you. "Kryptonite" on three.
…and hopefully amazing.
One, two, three, kryptonite!
-An hour and ten minutes? No? -Ten minutes.
Ten minutes?! I have to get changed.
We just got the whole story about Hov1.
It is what it is. Ten minutes?!
Hey boys.
First show tomorrow.
I’m excited.
Insane.
Love Hov1!
We love you!
I TURN 15 TODAY
Welcome to Little B!
The best and hot--
Kisses!
Bye!
She's standing there With flowers in her hair
Thinking of the pain All can be forgiven
Sure there were some darker times We had them here and there
Looking at old photos Used to hurt, I swear
But everything, everything Everything I was
Was gone there and then, yeah And so were you
What goes around, comes around But we stayed where we laid, laying low
In the bedroom we were one Now we're only two
From Alfa to Omega I guess…
Can't keep the radio on When they're playing our song
This is about survival Of course we changed our guises
And we missed each other still By a few hundredths
And no, I don't want it back You know nothing's gonna…
Of course you were it But forever was never for us…
She’s dancing on in life without me
I'm kicking rear mirrors on my way home
And her clothes are too expensive
But she was mine
She said, throw away your pencil now 'Cause ink is better yet
If you write my name You can have me in a sec
You all know that she is pretty There is more, an intellect
And no one else fuck like us
Tears they should be streaming Not running
She said loving, not leaning
So there's no point in crying When it's raining on a Christmas Eve
Our jewelry was just some plastic pieces
But still they were The dearest thing I had
The next time that we meet
You know I'll remember for us both And you see
That I'm jacking cars out on your street But discreet
Secretly I'm rooting for us two For me and you, nothing is too late
So deny us now forever I will always be your first one
Maybe not the best one But I'm hoping for the big one
Perhaps we'll meet again When we are grown up
And do it like we did when we were younger She’s dancing on in life without me
I'm kicking rear mirrors on my way home
And her clothes are too expensive
But she was mine
Hey, it's been ages since I saw you So how are you?
I heard that you met someone And that you're cool
I don't mean to snoop around I know what you're up to
Everyone loves gossip So I hear the things you do
Heard us on the radio? What do you think of us?
What about the world then Was it better than you thought?
Stockholm is the same So tell me why you keep coming back?
We're fucking old now, you know that?
Journey here was long It wasn't what we thought
Were looking for apartments 'Cause we thought that we were good
Your mother kicked me out She said, now I've had enough
You let your heart fly out Through the window, like in a book
When we put flowers under pillows We both dreamed of you and me
I'm sure there's sparks between the two of you But the fire, that was we
You told me that we lost But my darling, do you know?
Both you and me are winning, ain't it so? She’s dancing on in life without me
I'm kicking rear mirrors on my way home
And her clothes are too expensive
But she was mine
She's wearing flowers all in her hair
Think she's forgotten what we shared
But I'll remember for us both
So you just go
She’s dancing on in life without me
I'm kicking rear mirrors on my way home
And her clothes are too expensive
But she was mine
Stockholm, our hearts belong to you!
Shit!
Thanks, bro. It was awesome. You were fucking great.
-The last song was insane. -Insane.
The only mistake… "Lilla Gee." But what the hell…?
Bruh, you've never sung like that before. I turned your voice up extra loud.
I could hear all of your voice…
Everything. And "Tjuvheder" when you paused…
It felt thought-through, planned… All of it.
Done!
Okay, boys. Let's go!
See you at Södermalm!
THE END at Södermalm!