Goodnight Oslo 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