Now and then he spends time in his own special world 
Floating alone 
He’ll break strings faster than anyone you and I know but hey, shows must go on 

And he says he’s a bit weird 
I hope he’ll remain just the way he is today 
Pardon his French, he’ll try learning in vain 
Behold! Bjorn is a beast in every good way 

What he’s doing, sometimes we don’t know 
Nor does he, but all will be fine 
When he strays away not to be found for a while 
Somewhere off line 

But he never forgets those who matter to him 
The best friend you’ll have any day 
Handing out flowers before going on one knee 
Behold! Bjorn is a beast in every good way 

There are whispers of unsober tales 
He will pick up your records when all else fails 

For his wife deserves statues of silver and gold 
May he never grow old 
Building a dream where fine music is made 
Behold! Bjorn is a beast in every good way