Kort Biografi Med Litet Testamente. [English translation]

I betrayed a friend in Mexico City long ago

I don't know why I never said sorry

I've been in custody at Skara's police station

Since then, I've stayed away from there

I sang "Den blomstertid nu kommer" with the others

To miss Berg's pump organ-tunes

I stood in the classroom with slicked down hair and

tried remembering all the words

And you know I never cry when I'm on furnerals

But when I watch TV I bawl like a child

I've forgotten my first kiss

But I so clearly remember when I got Rolle Stoltz' autograph

I spotted The Clash on the big hotel in Örebro

Then it never got than that

I've been threatened with death on a boat going to Morocco

Fallen in love on a hotel in Alingsås

But nowadays I live a tranquil life

I watch the days come and then they run right by

And I think it's true what they say in Sahara

Every grain of sand has a number

I have my roots in the Flädie village near Lund

I didn't even know about it a year ago

I think I remember where I was when they landed on the moon

I read Buster & The Phantom

I've left the country so many times

I've lost count long ago

Truth is, I'm a typical Swede

And I know I'm guilty of trying for a great amount of years

To escape being with myself

Please, when the time has come

When my number has come forth

When, when, when it's time

When my number has come forth

Not halfway out to Farsta

Not among all the pine trees out there

Not halfway out to Farsta

Not halfway out to Farsta

Ooooh lalallalallalal...