Lyrics:

I was shot in the back
by nilfisk addicted cowboys
by jealousy struck
outnumbered by hard boiled luck

when I showed them the lights
of my two forty five deep blue break
they all stood up and sang
'bout swedish designer drugs

I was cutting a tree
and turning my jack into lumber
when the hitmen arrived
on a boat from the isle of song

I was shocked by the nude
identical twins on my lap
a cross-eyed effect
of swedish designer drugs

it's hard to be strong
depending on northern refineries
how deep is your fjord
how shallow thy watery eyes

how could I recupe
surrounded by 95 dogma's
like a rendeer I'm struck
by swedish designer drugs

I'm dating the maid
and driving electric wheelchairs
I'm cleaning the fish
with biodegradable pride

I was pulling the strings
while playing the fifteenth violin
in a director's cut
of swedish designer drugs

I was hurting a fly
and winning all nobely prizes
I was probably drunk
by the probably best beer around

like a viking in need
I got a medal for bad underacting
they all stood up and sang
about swedish designer drugs
swedish designer drugs

it's hard to be strong
how deep is your fjord
when I showed them the lights
they all stood up and sang
about swedish designer drugs driving
electric wheelchairs.
I'm cleaning the fish
with biodegradable pride.
I was pulling the strings,
while playing the fifteenth violin,
in a director's cut of Swedish designer drugs.
I was hurting a fly, and winning all Nobely Prizes.
I was probably drunk by the probably best beer around
like a Viking in need,
I got a medal for bad underacting.

They all stood up,
and sang about Swedish designer drugs.
Swedish designer drugs: it's hard to be strong.
How deep is your fjord?
When I showed them the lights,
they all stood up, and sang about Swedish designer drugs