Fokofpolisiekar is a South African Afrikaans Pop Punk band from Bellville i… Read Full Bio ↴Fokofpolisiekar is a South African Afrikaans Pop Punk band from Bellville in Cape Town, formed in 2003. The band has been the cause of much controversy amongst the general public - generally due to their band name translating to "Fuck Off Police Car" in English, as well as the lyrical content of many of their songs.

Band Members:
Francois Van Coke Hunter Kennedy Johnny De Ridder Wynand Myburgh Jaco Venter.

They released their first EP, As Jy Met Vuur Speel Sal Jy Brand which can be translated into English as If you play with fire you will get burnt.
Soon thereafter, they released the track, Hemel op die Platteland translates into Heaven in the countryside which made history when it became the first Afrikaans song to be officially playlisted on one of South Africa 's English national radio stations, 5FM .

Their first complete album Lugsteuring translates into Air disturbance, produced by John Paul De Stefani, was released in 2004, followed in 2005 with another EP, Monoloog In Stereo (Monologue in stereo).

The single Brand Suid-Afrika (Burn South Africa) was released in 2006, followed by the album Swanesang (Swan Song) .

Fokofpolisiekar have performed at various venues throughout South Africa and in October 2005 they toured the United Kingdom.

Their official site can be found at http://www.fokofpolisiekar.co.za/

View these links to their other social network websites:

Band website
Facebook Fan Page
Band's Blog

Kyk Noord
Fokofpolisiekar Lyrics

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Dis als te vergeefs
Hoe meer ek daaroor dink
Hoe meer moet ek vergeet
Daar's net een ry spore
Dis redelik vanselfsprekend
Maar daar's sand tussen my tone

Dis al wat ek benodig

Die vars lug in Desember
En die wind deur die bome

Nou fok ek net voort
Ek verbeel my ek kan op water loop
'n Vlietende plato
Die helderheid van jeug verloor

Ek's 'n agtergeblewene
Op die grasvelde van my kinderdae
Hier is daar geen vuiste
'n Voortbestaan is al wat ek vra
Ek staan 'n swerwerskans
Die kilometers lag en my gesig dra die lyne

Nou fok ek net voort
Ek verbeel my ek kan op water loop
'n Vlietende plato
Die helderheid van jeug verloor

Hou net stil
Die mes sny al hoe dieper
Hoe harder jy spartel
Tyd sal jou vergewe
Ek weet die dood gaan my vind

Nou fok ek net voort
Ek verbeel my ek kan op water loop
'n Vlietende plato
Die helderheid van jeug verloor

Ek weet die dood gaan my vind
Ek weet die dood gaan my vind

Ek weet die dood gaan my vind
Ek weet die dood gaan my vind

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Fokofpolisiekar's "Kyk Noord" depict a sense of hopelessness and desolation. The opening lines, "Dis alles te vergeefs/Hoe meer ek daaroor dink/Hoe meer moet ek vergeet" (It's all in vain/The more I think about it/The more I have to forget), suggest a feeling of resignation and futility. The singer seems to be struggling with something that is slipping away from them and is unable to hold on. The imagery of "een ry spore" (one set of tracks) and "sand tussen my tone" (sand between my toes) suggest a sense of isolation and being stuck, unable to move forward.

As the song progresses, we hear the singer longing for a sense of freedom and simplicity that they remember from their youth. The lines "Dis al wat ek benodig/Die vars lug in Desember/En die wind deur die bome" (That's all I need/The fresh air in December/And the wind through the trees) suggest a desire for a simpler, more carefree existence. However, the singer seems to be stuck, unable to recapture that sense of youth and innocence.

Line by Line Meaning

Dis als te vergeefs
Everything is in vain

Hoe meer ek daaroor dink
The more I think about it

Hoe meer moet ek vergeet
The more I have to forget

Daar's net een ry spore
There's only one set of footprints

Dis redelik vanselfsprekend
It's reasonably obvious

Maar daar's sand tussen my tone
But there's sand between my toes

Dis al wat ek benodig
It's all I need

Die vars lug in Desember
The fresh air in December

En die wind deur die bome
And the wind through the trees

Ek's 'n agtergeblewene
I'm a leftover

Op die grasvelde van my kinderdae
On the grass fields of my childhood