Sverige [U.S. Of America] [English translation]

Now it's time to sing a nice song here

Do you wanna take this Tore

And start reading from here at the top

Sweden, where the birches whisper and the rivers murmur

There we walk over mountains and deep valleys covered with dew

Through the fir tree forests and pine tree glades

Up over the lingonberry red tuffets past the summer houses

Hear the birds sing and the midsummer girlies giggling

Thou ancient, Thou free, do you want to live or die 1

Now it's your turn

I thank the street office for a good work

When you pick up my car every morning

The housing agency for hearing my prayers

And letting me skip ahead in the queue

And I thank the secretariat for the texts

And all those letters that I didn't need to understand

I thank all then punk rockers and alcoholics

Because of them my wife and kids don't have to walk the city alone

And grandma and grandpa2 expresses thanks for the newish song and dance

And because they don't have to leave the house at all

That is too fucking good!

SWEDEN SWEDEN LAND OF OUR ANCESTORS

YOU ARE TO FUCKING GREAT!

I thank the mass media for enrichening my life

By making me understand

That drug kingpins, robbers and lawyers

And tax evaders have it so incredibly rough 3

I thank all the city planners for

Getting rid of all those old houses

So we don't have any keepsakes of the past

And I thank the school system for their new message

So we can avoid knowledge! Hey!

Degrees, prohibitions, rules, and laws

So that no one has any fun or knows how to make a complaint

And the waiting days become more and more

So you have to be sick longer

SWEDEN SWEDEN LAND OF OUR ANCESTORS

YOU ARE TO FUCKING GREAT!

I thank all the politicians and their verbiage

So I don't have to decide over my own fate

I thank all the employers and all the labor unions

For fighting about our salaries

So I don't have to have my own savings account for my sons

And the cops for motorizing and expanding

So you don't have to meet anyone patrolling the streets

And the health care for their employee numbers and one-off production

So we can quit relationships and emotions. YEES!

I thank the youths for being raised free-range without consequences

They make the funniest patterns in Stockholms subways.... hehehe!

I thank the development and the companies conscience

So we don't have to care about our work

And I thank all the computer machines and their codes

So I don't have to find my own advice

I don't have to think at all, totally acceptable!

Sweden, where the birches don't whisper anymore

And the rivers don't murmur anymore

Where we walk through powerplant mountains and closed down for atomic activity valleys

Cut down fir forests and empty pine tree glades

Thou ancient, Thou free, is it not that freaking great anymore

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING

SWEDEN, IT IS FUCKING GREAT AINT IT

IT'S OBVIOUS!

...

(sounds of a fist hitting something) uuuiiikk

(sounds of a fist hitting something) ohoflele

...

how was it, boys?

And there's only one thing I can say about that

and that is

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

too fucking great

...

too fucking great

1. swedish national anthem2. on mothers side3. said in a way that makes it sound cute, it's a mocking tone