Under, over, over, under,
Sometimes it feels a bloody wonder,
We’ve come so far and remained civial,
When we’re obsessed with things so trivial!

Under, over, over, under,
Sometimes it feels a bloody wonder,
We’ve come so far and remained civial,
When we’re obsessed with things so trivial!

Barbro is my woman,
I am Barbro’s man,
We have our little problems,
But we do the best we can,
When problems get too big,
We stick our heads into the sand,
And laugh and drink and dance and sing and shout “Strike up the band!”