They came from so far away (cellars of Norway)

Where children play in viking bands (sun won't shine all day)

No one seemed to notice

That they came that distance

They just stood outside and

Smoked and talked their business



Play that song again 

And go to hell when you die

Wave goodbye at you

As you tune your guitars



And they played and you watched

And you yelled at the drummer

As he poured on the flames

And you passed out on key



Play that song again

And go to hell when you die

Wave goodbye at you

As you tune your guitars...



Gettin' that band outta my sight...



And they played and you watched

Till the end of the summer

When they boarded their planes

And you walked out 

Soaked up and sweating

And I'm forever empty