Here we go again, with our brand new song
And when you've learned the lyrics, please sing along
We're back again, in a brand new disquise

If you don't like the sound, cover your ear and eyes!

Plato the drum mashine, plays by invisible notes

And Jacques stretches his stomach to reach higher tones
Erik makes his face, when the bass gets to hard
And Johan Lindgren, plays his $#&@ing guitar!


Maybe you don't care about the music that we do
Maybe you're not to blame because we're all a bunch of fools


That's just us tell me when you've had enough
That's just us... And we don't give a $#&@!


From the northern of sweden,
Where raindeers is our pets

We send our music - and it's as good as it gets
All four of us, with our special thing to do
And we know you like our songs - but sorry we don't like you


Maybe you don't care about the music that we do
Maybe you're not to blame because we're all a bunch of fools


That's just us tell me when you've had enough
That's just us... And we don't give a $#&@!