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letra de laf nag - maxnormal.tv

max: at the end of the day,
i’m on my way
home on the highway,
thank god it’s friday,

max normal in 9 to 5,
you know the vibe,
pull some overtime, clock out,
then home to wife.

then i noticed that i don’t know where the h-ll i am,
must’ve taken a wrong turn,
sh-t, let me phone home,
(phone ringing) “hey honey,
listen don’t get cross,
i’m gonna be a little late, i’m just a bit lost.”

(she says: “you promised me you’d come … i can’t believe… don’t do this… don’t do this to me.”)

woah it’s breaking up,
i’ve got bad reception,
i’ve got a cr-p connection,
i’m just gonna get directions,
go back to the intersection,
wind down my window,
to speak to some kids,
but before i speak the kids go:

(hook)
tik, tik lollypop,
allie vinger bang bang, rou soos die son
[no f-cking clue]
papa papa pas op vir die neon don

max: ok, nice,
don’t know what the h-ll that was all about
let me speak to these two guys coming round the corner now

[no f-cking clue]

neon don: can i help you?

max: hi guys, i made a b-m steer,
do you know how i get to the highway from here?

neon don: sh-t for brains it’s kinda hard to explain,
i still don’t wanna put a (?) strain on your brain.

max: uh, what are you doing?

[they get in the car]
gangster b: it’s ok, we can show you the way.

neon don: if you want to get to the highway drive straight.

max: hi, i’m max normal!

neon don: dress code strictly formal? not quite.

[no f-cking clue]
[no f-cking clue]
[no f-cking clue]
[no f-cking clue]

neon don: don’t leave here maxi, right-o you got it?
oh my god, what’s this here in your wallet?
[don pulls a picture of max’s wife out]
don: oh, visie day look a meisie
gangster b: face me
don: kyk hie
gangster b: h-llo baby
max: hey that’s my wife

don: uh max, you got a nice suit
advise my now kyk hie why you wearing my shoes?
max: uh these are my shoes
don: come on don’t be insecure
i’m a size nine let my try them on to be sure
daas it now, fits it snug like a glove
take a puff my bru
max: uhhh no thank you
[don c-cks a gun]
don: smoke this or i smoke you
[max takes a tiny puff]
uh uh uh max, that won’t do
ganster b: don’t take a moffie skyf max, you better klap it
don: puff it! do it! [?]
[max takes a bunch of big hits!]
[laughter]

(hook)

max: whoo jesus h. christ
goin on, don’t know what’s going on, deep sp-ce naai
getting insecure, very bad feeling
creepy flowing
need to go sleep or go pee, a homie
laughing at me with no teeth oh jeez
sh-t is so deep
my brain’s custard
what’s happening
i don’t understand, max in wonderland
wearin nothing but his flippin underpants
neon don’s in my socks and my shoes
plus he’s rocking my suit
f-ck it i’m too
high to open up the door let me climb through
the window
huh where are we?
half inside half outside my body
what’s that noise? sounds like a party
down a little p-ssage and go open a black gate
old woman: hey go through the back gate!
f-ckin creepy!
an old lady reading a bible by her bed watching tv
by the back door
into the back yard
i’m at peace thank god
a big black dog!
[hey!]

the lights get dim
everybody says hi to don
i’m with him!
a lot of b–b tube tops, a lot of low rise jeans
hi everybody don’t mind me
cold beer’s pumpin out the freezer in the garage
don gettin jiggy with some chicky with a fat -ss
some guys by the ride playing dominoes go
[go donny don go donny don go]
god my head’s fried
i got the red eyes
little kids running around way after bedtime
lookin funky in my undies
still need to wee
don grabs the mic on the karaoke machine
don: wie maak die jol vol? [translation: who fills the room? / who rocks the house?]
crowd: donnie maak die jol vol! [translation: don fills the room]
don: wie maak die jol vol?
crowd: donnie maak die jol vol!
go donnie! go go! go donnie! go go! go donnie! go go! go donnie! go go!
gangsta b: maxi in the ghetto!
crowd: and not the ghetto!
maxi in the ghetto!
and not the ghetto!
go maxi! say say! go maxi! say say! go maxi! say say!
yepa!

max: my mind’s open third eye strobing
when neon don’s brand new cellphone rings
don: h-llo
(wife: “is max there?”)
don: “jis one’s your wife maxi”
hi honey
(wife: “i thought you were dead!”)
don’t say that, i’m just hanging with some new friends in the cape flats
(wife: “i thought you were laf nag!”)
eh don’t say that! listen i got another call on hold, i’ll call you straight back

(hook)

max: this is not a? day
i’m on my way
home on the highway
in my underpants
hitchhiking,
what are those lights?
i was so frightened,
woo, what a night!
ooh, there’s a white van, cool!
so glad you guys stopped
out the white van jumped two white cops

cops: is everything all right with you?”

max: nee, alles is kwaad my bru!

(there’s a lot more but i don’t speak afrikaans so i have no idea what they’re saying when they speak it.)

- maxnormal tv

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