She came out of the past
Gliding through the mirror
From ashtrays, turntables and body hair

She came out on the nose
The trains had all stopped running
They had froze

But i've got special powers
That render me invisible
To everyone but you


And so delicious floes
So easy from the clouds

In sunday morning oslo time
You fade into the crowd
Don't go to heaven by yourself

You need a mission and a friend
I'm promising you soul to soul to soul
It never ends


It's just norwegian speed
And norway makes the world go round

Like you go round in circles
All the time
Goodnight oslo


Harold skrindo said
Go out to vigeland

See the bodies
Climb each other to the sky
To the sky


You leave the stray hotel
And find a place to smoke

A house that has no walls
Or memories at all
You're listening to her

Still broadcasting inside
But you can walk out
Any time

Goodnight oslo
Goodnight oslo
Goodnight oslo


It's just norwegian speed
From tromso down to kirstiansand

They're waiting for the dark
That never comes