Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TrollfesT
Performer
Jostein Austvik
Lead Vocals
Eirik Renton
Guitar
Fabian Jiru
Electric Bass Guitar
John Espen Sagstad
Electric Guitar
Kai Renton
Accordion
Dag Stiberg
Saxophone
Bjørn Dugstad Rønnow
Drums
Øyvind Strønen Johanessen
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jostein Austvik
Songwriter
Eirik Renton
Songwriter
Fabian Jiru
Songwriter
John Espen Sagstad
Songwriter
Kai Renton
Songwriter
Dag Stiberg
Songwriter
Bjørn Dugstad Rønnow
Songwriter
Øyvind Strønen Johanessen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TrollfesT
Producer
Marius Strand
Recording Engineer
Jacob Hansen
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Out on the barren alkaline shores
A very Flamongous flamingo is born
Into a stringent violent hierarchy
He grew up fleeing, but he turned to face the fight
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
He needed a leg substitute with a twist
He made it a bad ass gun with a fist
His walk turned out quite limpy you might say
But don't let him hear you or you will surely pay
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Slowly he took over all the barren shorelines
But was not content to merely rule his kind
Making peaceful claims he built a secret army
He would have us all be servants, slaves or dead
Kill, destroy, annihilate
All who will oppose his fate
Kill, destroy, annihilate
All who will oppose his fate
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Now he flees no more
He'll rather come a'knocking on your door
He lost a leg that day
So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Writer(s): Dag Stiberg, Kai Renton, Jostein Austvik, John Espen Sagstad, Eirik Renton, Oyvind Erik Stronen Johannesen, Fabian Jiru, Bjorn Dugstad Ronnow
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