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Hard times in Majorna - Kampen
Lyrics by：Kampen Folkpunk Göteborg
Composed by：Kampen Folkpunk Göteborg
I woke up in the city of yours
And I tried to write a rebelsong
July one summer morn
I woke up in the city in the streets of yours
Stepped down in this dirty harbour
And I tried to write a rebelsong
Where the fishingboats they came ashore
Down at the harbour in the streets of yours
You told med about Liberty
And freedom of choise
Democracy and socialism
Equality for all
Well I tried to write a rebelsong
When I walk in the city
In the streets of yours
Well I walked to the factory
'Cause I tried to write a rebelsong
But all I can think of is you my mam
Here by the factory in the streets of yours
Stepped in to the nearest bar
'Cause I tried to write a rebelsong
All this times you picked up your daddy here
In this bar
In this city
In the streets of yours
You told med about Liberty
And freedom of choise
Democracy and socialism
Equality for all
And I tried to write a rebelsong
When I walk in the city
In the streets of yours
Come on
And I stopped
And stayed for a while
As I passed the streets
Where you was born
Fifteen kids
As a single mom
It was hard times in Majorna
You told med about Liberty
And freedom of choise
Democracy and socialism
Equality for all
Well I tried to write a rebelsong
When I walk in the city
In the streets of yours
