A lot of his songs have humorous lyrics.
In 1976 he changed his stage name from Jaap Fischer to Joop Visser.
Utrecht
Joop Visser Lyrics
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Dat jij geen homo′s accepteert
Dat ist jouw kleinburgerlijk fatsoen
Mar ajje in Utreg gebore ben
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
En ajje nooit verder gekome ben
Dan kejje daar niks aan doen
De boeren droagen schoenen
Mar je ruik nog steeds de gier
Ik zeg zo vaak tege me vrouw
Natuurlijk wijffie 'k hou van jou
Komp in me arreme schat
En geef me ′n zoen
Want ajje in Utreg gebore ben
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
En dajje nooit verder zal kome
Doar kajje niks aan doen
Utereg, Utereg, het Perzische tapijt
Leg scheef door de stroate van de bekrompenheid
En ajje 'n Marokkaan vermoord
Omdajje vind dat 'ie hier nie hoort
Dan bejje laf, misdadig en een oen
Moar ajje in Utreg geboren ben
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
En ajje nooit verder gekome ben
Dan kejje doar niks aan doen
Utereg, Utereg, in Utreg sloat Hans Worst
Noa elke scheet die die laat
Snoevend op z′n bors
Ik zegt zo voak wat moak ′t uit
Woar je vandaan komp of je huid
Of-t-ie nou rood is, blauw of geel of groen
Zelfs ajje in Utreg gebore ben
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
En ajje nooit verder gekome bent
Dan kejje daar niks aan doen
Utereg, Utereg, kleinburgelijk moeras
De wereld zou veel mooier zijn
Als Utreg er nie was
The song "Utrecht" by Joop Visser is a commentary on the narrow-mindedness and bigotry of some inhabitants of Utrecht, a city in the Netherlands. The lyrics depict the singer's interactions with his neighbor, Geert, who the singer believes does not accept homosexuals due to his small-minded sense of morality. The singer then goes on to describe the idiosyncrasies of Utrecht, highlighting the prevalence of farmers and cow manure within the city limits. The chorus "Utrecht, Utrecht, town on the river, the farmers wear shoes, but you can still smell the manure" paints a picture of a city with a different way of life from the rest of the Netherlands.
The song then takes a more serious turn as the singer criticizes the violence and racism committed by some inhabitants of Utrecht towards people of different races and religions. The singer argues that such actions are cowardly and criminal. However, the singer acknowledges that there is a sense of stuckness within Utrecht, a sense that some residents have never left the boundaries of the city, and therefore, they have never experienced anything outside of its mores.
Overall, the song is a commentary on small-town mentality, insularity, and prejudice, with Joop Visser using humor and satire to highlight these issues.
Line by Line Meaning
Ik zegt vaak tot me buurman Geert
I often tell my neighbor Geert
Dat jij geen homo′s accepteert
That you don't accept homosexuals
Dat ist jouw kleinburgerlijk fatsoen
That is your petty morality
Mar ajje in Utreg gebore ben
But if you were born in Utrecht
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
And raised in Utrecht
En ajje nooit verder gekome ben
And never gone any further
Dan kejje daar niks aan doen
Then you can't do anything about it
Utereg, Utereg, dorp oan de rivier
Utrecht, Utrecht, village by the river
De boeren droagen schoenen
The farmers wear shoes
Mar je ruik nog steeds de gier
But you can still smell the manure
Ik zeg zo vaak tege me vrouw
I often say to my wife
Natuurlijk wijffie 'k hou van jou
Of course, darling, I love you
Komp in me arreme schat
Come to my arms, my dear
En geef me ′n zoen
And give me a kiss
Want ajje in Utreg gebore ben
Because if you were born in Utrecht
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
And raised in Utrecht
En dajje nooit verder zal kome
And you will never go any further
Doar kajje niks aan doen
Then you can't do anything about it
Utereg, Utereg, het Perzische tapijt
Utrecht, Utrecht, the Persian carpet
Leg scheef door de stroate van de bekrompenheid
Lies crooked on the streets of narrow-mindedness
En ajje 'n Marokkaan vermoord
And if you murdered a Moroccan
Omdajje vind dat 'ie hier nie hoort
Because you think he doesn't belong here
Dan bejje laf, misdadig en een oen
Then you are cowardly, criminal, and a fool
Moar ajje in Utreg geboren ben
But if you were born in Utrecht
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
And raised in Utrecht
En ajje nooit verder gekome ben
And never gone any further
Dan kejje doar niks aan doen
Then you can't do anything about it
Utereg, Utereg, in Utreg sloat Hans Worst
Utrecht, Utrecht, Hans Worst (a figure of speech) lives in Utrecht
Noa elke scheet die die laat
Boasts about every fart he lets
Snoevend op z′n bors
Puffing out his chest while doing so
Ik zegt zo voak wat moak ′t uit
I often say, what does it matter
Woar je vandaan komp of je huid
Where you come from or what color your skin is
Of-t-ie nou rood is, blauw of geel of groen
Whether it's red, blue, yellow, or green
Zelfs ajje in Utreg gebore ben
Even if you were born in Utrecht
En ajje in Utreg getoge ben
And raised in Utrecht
En ajje nooit verder gekome bent
And you never go any further
Dan kejje daar niks aan doen
Then you can't do anything about it
Utereg, Utereg, kleinburgelijk moeras
Utrecht, Utrecht, a petty bourgeois swamp
De wereld zou veel mooier zijn
The world would be much more beautiful
Als Utreg er nie was
If Utrecht wasn't there
Contributed by Lillian R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@simonindra3225
Wat een grappige liedje.super. UUUUU
@Walterxyz
Verbazingwekkend dat JV zijn fatwa nog niet over deze video heeft uitgesproken. Leuk liedje trouwens.