Hovas Vittne

From Hova came
A country bumpkin, swinging around
Dragging and pulling and twisting
And then eventually
In major and minor
He became richer than a troll
Now his days are filled
With heavy decisions
Lucas is going out
The hill needs to be salted
The sausage needs to be cooked
Lucas is going out

Witness of Hova, the peddlers' voice
Västergötland's voice on earth
The singer's heart beats in your chest
The pen glows, words fly up
Quick heels still strike
Like a jehu you are
Witness of Hova never gives up
Witness of Hova
Full speed ahead, flag flying high

At your party
When you're having the best time
You hear something buzzing
Your vacuum cleaner protest
From your Parnassus
You take the first-class flight
Djurgården - Honolulu
And if you arrive
According to plan
Your luggage is in Rome
And Gudrun is in Amsterdam

Witness of Hova, the peddlers' voice
Västergötland's voice on earth
The singer's heart beats in your chest
The pen glows, words fly up
Quick heels still strike
Like a jehu you are
You and I are straw and clay
Full speed backwards
Witness of Hova, whatever happens

The jab, Stikkan
It's justified this time
Even though you think the song
Is too long
The jab, Stikkan
We wrote it in the belief
That you'll be happy if we raise
Half a tone

Witness of Hova, the peddlers' voice
Västergötland's voice on earth
The singer's heart beats in your chest
The pen glows, words fly up
Quick heels still strike
Like a jehu you are
Witness of Hova never gives up
Witness of Hova
Full speed ahead, flag flying high
Hooray!