Don’t Worry About Norway

Ooh, they can't really fight Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway (hahaha, woo!) Ooh, they can't really fight Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway They don't have any rights Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway The land of apes and gingers Living in the past Vikings always ate shit And took it in the ass They don't go into war much 'Cause they would never wing The Germans fuck 'em with eyes closed Pretending they're Sweden Big bright green lights Their gods are cumming It's always night If you know what I mean They fuck their cows Welcome to Oslo Yeah, welcome to Oslo Yeah, welcome to Oslo Ooh, they ride fucking bites Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Nobody really likes 'em Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Ooh, we can take their stuff There's nothing they could say Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Norways are the richest From oil and brunost Which side of World War I were they on? Whichever one lost They won't lock you up forever Or put you behind bars They put you in a beach house With bitches and a car They like sheep's head With some licorice (uh-huh) They're like half white With fucking jaundice (you know) If you're poor and brown You could come to Oslo (na, na) Yeah, come on to Oslo Would you likes butters? (Woo) Ooh, we can fuck their lives Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway They all are really nice Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Ooh, we can take their wives Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Yeah, they have few clocks They probably invented goulash (woo) They food out of a soup box They let you in if you look like Tupac Yeah, yeah, never heard of Akerbp Turks go to Bergen and serve 'em a curry Men live at home 'til they're older than 30 Nobody works and the girls are dirty (woo) We made them free and we gave them a BK Now they smoke weed on weekdays They're lazy and they can't read And they add little dots to the letters we gave shit They all live in apartments Their moms got 'em when they were seven Such an expensive place, let's bomb 'em and take Their salmon and cakes, mm-mm Ooh, they can't really fight Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway They don't have any rights Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway (c'mon, uh) Ooh, we can blow them up Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway Don't worry 'bout Norway They're all really white Don't worry 'bout Norway