Hanne Hukkelberg - Seventeen lyrics

He's seventeen, he's like a machine He's of steel, he's a cog in the wheel A spine so steep, he'd never weep But you could buy him pretty cheap Didn't fit in school, a stupid rule Made him a fool but bragging bold What he's been told, that's his gold A perfect master's tool Dignity is astray if you can pay He would even gladly Go the easy way out Line of least resistance He's the king of cash He's a gold digger soldier Unknowingness are hurting less Won't be a mess, affordability and getting things for free Is of importance to be fed on champagne and Get it directly in the vein He's a puppet in a show Just an undertow But he doesn't know