Camping In Scandinavia – D-A-D – letras

Emotional moronsKnows from instinct what to doThe winds are northernThis is the sound we persueYou never know itWhat we carry around insideWe never show itBut we carry it for lifeDown on the squareAll my friends are thereCamping in ScandinaviaWe don’t mindCamping in ScandinaviaWhen the sun don’t shineYou’ll see it upon arrivalWe’ve been beautiful ‘n’ suicidalCamping in ScandinaviaWe don’t mindSmoke is rising a satteliteFor every tent in the snowOf the TV in cities of 70’s cement civilisation…No real need for a God hybernation.We all wake up by MarchDown on the squareAll my friends are there