Nikolaj is a given name (in most cases Николай, Russian or Bulgarian form of Nicholas transliterated to Danish or other Scandinavian language), and may refer to:
Saint Nikolai Velimirovich of Ohrid and Žiča or Nikolaj Velimirović (Serbian Cyrillic: Николај Велимировић; January 4, 1881 [O.S. December 23, 1880] – March 18, [O.S. March 5] 1956) was bishop of Ohrid and of Žiča in the Serbian Orthodox Church, an influential theological writer and a highly gifted orator, therefore also known as The New Chrysostom.
His birth name was Nikola. As a young man, he came close to dying of dysentery, and decided that he would dedicate his life to God if he survived. Survive he did, and was tonsured as a monk under the name Nikolaj. He was also ordained into the clergy, and quickly became an important leader and spokesperson for the Serbian Orthodox Church, especially in its relations with the West. When the Germans occupied Yugoslavia in World War II, Nikolaj Velimirović was imprisoned and eventually taken to Dachau concentration camp in Germany. After being liberated by the Allies at the end of the war, he chose not to return to Yugoslavia (which had a Communist government by that time). Instead, he spent some time in Europe and moved to the United States in 1946, where he remained until his death in 1956.
Katherine’s in her own world she’s an E head with blue hair
And streaking through the party showing off her underwear Yeah
Keeps dancing, no quitting
Chewing on the candy necklace soaked because she’s sweating
Silence is a dealer-sort of hippie with a bag
That’s filled and overflowing with his special brand of shwag Yeah
He’s way to, deep in it
Always getting asked so he can never ever finish
And though you tell me that I’m the one
I know you shouldn’t be taking me home, alone
Because I’m gonna
Get you, get you, get you, get you what you need
Get you, get you, get you, get you so tell me
You’ll be my Sid again
And I’ll be Nancy Spungen what oh
Josh sits on the bench and smoking seven packs a day
He’s just an alcoholic but he’s got a lot to say and
Keeps filling and turning
Blue so in the morning he can’t eat because he’s hurling
Julia spent all her money powdering her nose
She’s not letting go
She’s stripping, at Pleasures