Ompa Til Du Dør

Sven Korner was in the newspapers this Monday
Big picture from a time he danced the waltz
Yes, he took the life of Victoria
Come home, explain to Christiania
Come here, officer
Here are thousand bucks I've saved
And give me Korner, and give me him soon

Sven Korner was in the newspapers this Monday
I've heard that he bought a pekingese
He was interested in a lot of things
Everything, from Hell to Tensing
Sven, you made it easy for us
I'll draw the last straw, because Sven
I have your fingerprints

I know what's in store for you
I know what it is you're hoping for
I know what's in store for you

Oh, you have a tune you think everybody will follow
But I wouldn't follow that tune, not on my life
We're playing poker with a revolver, having no respect for Fredrik Meltzer
Now you shall dance to our tune till you bleed
You shall dance Ompa till you Die

Think about it, Sven, how good it will be in Heaven
I hope you fold your hands before you go to bed
Cause it can be hot down here
It can be hot down here
Sven! It can be hot as hell down here

You're going down whether you want to or not
It's me who'll show you the way
And if you believe you can escape
Think again, for God is my father