One day I was sad and broke
I'd just been fired from work, this recession and all
I scratched my head thinking where I could get money
All I could do was cry but that made me think
I'll bottle my tears and sell them to Sahara
Where the dry barren lands needs them
The president heard of my idea, too
This could be a solution to our export problems, she thought
Production is cheap for Finland is quite a depressed country
And bigger money is in Europe instead of Africa
So we'll bottle our tears
and sell them to Baden-Baden
Where Finland's tears are pumped into fountains
Yeah, we'll bottle our tears, take them to Baden-Baden by train
Where tourists will bathe in them
So the nation wept and the economy rose back to its feet
And the joy started but tears of joy weren't enough
The government thought long and hard: how to solve this crisis
Until someone remembered how to remove the alcohol tax
And again we bottle tears
Sell them to Baden-Baden
Where Finland's sorrows are pumped into fountains
yeah, we'll bottle our tears, take them to Baden-Baden by train
Where tourists will bathe in them