Amusement Park

Holidays in Norway Sure were a lot of fun And we stared at the sun For a while But now the world has become One big amusement park I'd rather stay in the dark For a while The tocsin is ringing On the summer breeze The orchard is singing You kneel beneath the trees You moved the table Then you moved the chairs So that me and the band Were able to play But now a four-lane highway Splits the village in two We might work in the shade For a while The tocsin is ringing On the summer breeze The orchard is singing You kneel beneath the trees Holidays in Norway Sure were a lot of fun And we stared at the sun For a while But now the world has become One big amusement park I'd rather stay in the dark For a while