(To be sung to the Monte Python tune "Finland")
Norway, Norway, Norway,
The country where I want to be,
Canoeing or camping,
Or just sliding on skiis.
Norway, Norway, Norway,
It's the country for me.
You're too near to Sweden,
Chorus: Horrors!
So far from Japan.
Quite a long way from Florida,
Lots of mile from Vietnam.
Chorus: Norway, Norway, Norway,
The country where I want to be.
Eating fish and potatoes,
Or just sliding on skiis.
Norway, Norway, Norway,
Norway has it all.
They have no religion,
No politics or death penalty.
Pumping oceans of oil,
Giving money with free hand.
Chorus: Norway, Norway, Norway,
The country where I quite want to be.
Stole the Brits prettiest women,
Vikings made quite a haul.
Norway, Norway, Norway,
Norway has them all.
They've a tiny army,
Almost toy-like it seems.
So politically stable,
It is boring to me.
All together Norwayphiles.
Chorus: Norway, Norway, Norway,
The country where I want to be.
Where their mountains are lofty,
They slide down them on skiis.
Norway, Norway, Norway,
Norway has it all.
Norway has it all.
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