Föräldraledig

Time flies -- doesn't seem a minute
Since Baghdad Bob was all full of it
All change -- don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue

It's Kosovo -- or the Philippines -- or Le Havre -- or -- or this place!

One night in Benghazi and the world's your gas tank
The refineries are ample but the drops ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden Swiss bank
And if you're lucky the fire plumes ain't three
I can feel Tomahawks sliding up to me

Get German! You're talking to a lorist
whose every move's among the purest
I start my history after Potsdam, sunshine

One shot in Benghazi makes Sarkozy rumble
But don't despair he's only half from Hungary
One shot in Benghazi and the UN tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the Germans walking next to me

Tripoli's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of UN fitness
This grips me more than would a
Ravaged rainforest or declining dollar

And thank God I'm only watching the game - not controlling it