One day I was sad and broke
I've got sacked from work, 'cause of this recession
I scratched my head, where would I make some money
I could do nothing else, just cried,
but then I got an idea
I'll bottle up my tears
and sell them to Sahara
where their are needed
on that dry barren land..
The President heard about my idea
She thought it would help our export and sales.
Production process would be neat,
Finland's quite depressed country after all.
They would make million sales in Europe
then in Africa, she thought
So let's bottle up our tears
and sell them to Baden-Baden
Where Finland's sadness
will be pumped into fountains
Yes, let's bottle our tears
and train them to Baden- Baden
Where in them bathes one tourist and another
Then people wept and economy got back on its feet
and they were happy,
but the tears of happiness didn't last so to speak
The Government wondered for long
how this crisis would be solved
Until someone remembered
what happened when the alcohol tax got removed
So let's bottle up our tears
and sell them to Baden-Baden
Where Finland's sadness
will be pumped into fountains
Yes, let's bottle our tears
and train them to Baden- Baden
Where in them bathes one tourist and another