Bugge Wesseltoft & Sidsel Endresen
Truth
A truth
Truth is a relative thing
Always adjustable
To reality
And a little [late ?], just so
Just so
Ohhhmomomo-nananan-somo-hey-mm
A truth
Ma-hay, a truth
Truth is my neglected child
So unembraceable
For any length of time
She's always wanting, I know
I know
Ohna hey-strahay
I hate truth
Ohma-mahind-wold
I hate truth
Ohmn-nahumnalailailai-vispul
Hide
Truth is too high priced
Takes away the thrill of illusion, my moonshine
The pretty parts, my love rhyme
Every crutch and cushion
That may soften the impact of life
And so will truth
And make my compromise
And make my compromise
And make my compromise
Soo mumumu-nananu
Hey whoa
A truth
Mohma-mu-mu-mu-lama-heywewouh
May-fulma-dao
Hey, a truth
Mmnoh mo-mo-la-ma-histers
A truth