Havregubbens dolk Lyrics

A symbol of oats and daggers
He walks the night with swagger

An improbability incarnate
Born in the midst of howling pigs
In the barnyard
Roaring, sucking at a teat.

A conqueror bowl of porridge
and steel armed to the teeth

An improbability incarnate
Unwillingly armed to the teeth
In the barnyard
Jenny from the block

What is he and why?
Havre!

What is he and why?
Havregubbens Dolk
Something has gone awry

Når bondestanden vil tjene penger
Men ikke vet hva de trenger
Havregubbens Dolk
Døll!