ʎɐp s,punlpǝH ɐuᴉ˥ ɹooԀ

Based on Israel 1974

Her day began with her Nassim snoring beside her
Though the right man, she couldn't help but feel peculiar
As she was wearing his boxers, and he her nightdress
Climbed out of bed, the perfect time to watch the sunset

Brushed her feet and combed the jam
Read the toast, and blended up
a fruit smoothie with chop suey
Went to walk the cat

Poor Lina Hedlund's day, was in a backwards way
She started from the end
And slowly worked her way to the beginning

Met sister Hanna just outside of the beauticians
After 2 hours they left, their nails in worse condition
With lashes plucked, tummies untucked, and waxed off eyebrows
Once they were done her sister told her 'Hallå, Hallå'

Packed her kids off out to school
At four in the afternoon
In her car, did yoga
Injured her ulna

Poor Lina Hedlund's day, was in a backwards way
Nothing would go to plan
And though she tried real hard, she couldn't change it

Oooo Oooo

With Alcazar she had an afternoon performance
But the keychanges were all modulated downwards
Andreas wrote his number in her underwear seam
If Aftonbladet found out that would make the headlines

She clapped all wrong in Alcastar
Climbed into the glitterball
Sinner and saint, both were her
Then came the Eurovision

Poor Lina Hedlund's day, was in a backwards way
Meeting Linnea Deb, she called her Joy instead

Oh yes poor Lina Hedlund's day, ended in disarray
When filling out her list, she had the order flipped

Oh yes poor Lina Hedlund's fave, was meant to be Arcade
But instead Netherlands ended up listed last

Oh yes poor Lina's day, was luckily outweighed
By poor Jon Ola Sand's Saturday

Oof!

Christer Björkman’s One Regret After Eurovision 2018

Based on Netherlands 1987

I sit down and kneel
As I fold my hands with trembling fear
It was thrilling, and I thought I was so smart
No, there is no doubt, there was no real remorse I felt
I have always known exactly how my cards were dealt
As you talk, you sound just like a voice-over

Oh dear Lord I have sinned
Gave them number two
Their lower score
I see it now
#Almaia will hunt me anyhow
Maybe I’ll get skinned
By all the eurofans
Or worse than skinning they’ll chase me and
They’ll all scream ‘Let’s get his hairs trimmed’
(Let’s get his hairs trimmed!)

How I really feel
About it all and their ‘Canción’…
Let’s just say that it is not state of the art
And you know, deep within I pity their bad luck
Mainly hers, because we all know he is gay as fuck
But she’s stuck with him, she got the leftover

Oh dear Jon I have sinned
Now I know it’s true
I used to soar
But now I vow
To retain Spain’s spot as a cash cow
When the lights are dimmed
With the draw in my hands
I’ll put Spain in number thirteen or
Even in bloody twenty-six

#Almaia, can we please underscore
My hairs were just recently trimmed
(They came twenty-third!)
Åh nej, it’s the herd!
(Now we’ll skin you, turd!)
Jon, put in a word!

Broken Dryer

Based on Denmark 1983

Broken dryer! What am I supposed to do?
Need some knickers and they’re all soaked through.

I knew at once smalls so unclean
would sorely test the washing machine.
Instead they killed the dryer dead.
That option’s gone. So what does that leave?

My hair dryer? That would take all afternoon.
Radiators aren’t much use in June.

A short skirt’s good, in its way;
not when your **** comes out to play.
At work I bet, though men would tip,
I’d get the shove for giving them lip!

Fan-forced oven! That should do the trick. Let’s see.
Not too hot, mind. 200 degrees.

Soon I’ll have dry lingerie.
But what’s that smell, like an ashtray?
Not – ? Oy vey!

Pants on fire! Undies overcooked, I see.
You might say they’re dryer than I need.

That backfired :( Crispy panties, table three!
Go commando? No choice left for me.
Guess it’s knicker-free!

Chernobyl in the Rain

Based on Austria 1991

Mutant deer mating, Pripyat is waiting
To get some cool shots with me
Empty concrete blocks, the ferris wheel rocks
This place truly is the A-bomb!

Drops on my forehead, I whip out the drone
The air tastes metallic, I'll get it done

Chernobyl in the rain
A perfect time to begin vlogging (vlogging...)
Chernobyl in the rain
I would love if you would start subscribing

A derelict school, this is simply way too cool
A school bus that once carried kids
The fog is so thick, where's the selfie-stick?
Something for my Instagram

Dropping my NBC suit to the ground
Hashtag nuclearbooty, it's Like-meltdown!

Chernobyl in the Rain
A wonderful time for a selfie (selfie...)
Chernobyl in the rain
I'm sure this is not that unhealthy

Chernobyl in the rain
(The Life of an) Influencer ('encer...)
Chernobyl in the rain
Can I please have an air dispenser?

Chernobyl in the Rain
(The Life of an) Influencer (Selfie)
Follow!

I Might Need A New Job

Based on Iceland 2019

Looking for hell on earth?
Where they treat you like dirt?
In for a world of hurt?
No need to look too far

Customer Service
People are 'assertive'
But they seem to forget
Basic respect

All that they say
Let it wash away
If all else fails
Have a glass of Chardonnay

People don't realize
Who's on the other side
Who provides a reply
Digest the frustrations
Exercise their patience

Customer Service
People take a piss
Impoliteness
No need for rudeness, thanks
You deserve a spank

Wax on, wax off
And try not to scoff
Try to be kind
First world problems make them blind

Breathe in, breathe out
And try not to shout
Just realize
One day soon, they too will die

They too will die
They too will die

Customer Service
Think I might crack
(They too will die)
Customer Service
Water off a duck's back?
(They too will die)
Patience is what I lack!
I'm such a wreck…

Fuck first world problems.

Lala Love

Based on Cyprus 2012

Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala Lala love

Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala love

Love like ours is way beyond the: sex-u-al
Baby, it’s so deep and true: perpe-tu-al

Feeling such bliss, though we don’t kiss
Just saying: “Oh! Eh-oh!”

Tinky is a scamp, with endless: porky pies
Photoshopping with his rude and filthy: pack of lies

In any case, in any place…

So now you know-ow-ow!

Oh! Eh-oh! Feel the energy between you and me, Lala , it’s our time

Oh! Eh-oh! I feel your yellowness envelop you and me, you and me

Now we are sharing all this
Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala Lala love

How I’ve been waiting for your
Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala Lala love!

While Po is psychotic, always on: sky-y-ype

Dipsy tells the world, he bottoms: ay-ay-ay!

Not that I care, that’s his affair
Don’t need to know. No! No!

And they do this as well
As you can tell
Play in the snow-ow-ow…

Oh! Eh-oh! See our energy, it soars over them, Lala. Yellow light!

Oh! Eh-oh! Like electricity that flows from you to me, you to me

It’s so much better than this
Tinky... Tinky Tinky Winky... Tinky Winky kinky love

No, we’ve been sharing higher
Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala Lala love!

{musical interlude}

When Noo-noo’s here, it’s all too clear

Oh! Eh-oh! It feels so heavenly when you’re with me, Lala, it’s so right

Oh! Eh-oh! I love your energy, entwining you and me, you and me

Wow! We've been sharing all this

Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala Lala love!

Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala Lala love!

Oh? You've been waiting for this:

Lala... Lala Lala Lala... Lala Lala Lala love?!!

Don’t Spice Yo Food

Based on Italy 1956 (1)

This morning there's a sale on avocados
I feel adventurous, completely dexterous
I'll stand up to those spice aficionados
With brand new recipes to make them envious
'Cause jalapeño's truly hideous

I'm gonna make the world's best guacamole
They'll call it "holy", enjoy it slowly
I'll leave out overrated chili phonies
And focus on the charming scent of lemon juice

Those taste buds need some thorough restoration
A good foundation, needed salvation
I'll add some pears to give a sweet sensation
And put those poor tomatoes to good use

Let's not forget to put in some cilantro
Porque sí lo necesitamos tanto
Time for a little bit of salt and pepper
Almost enough to satisfy your soul

La la la la la la la la la la la
A yummy life with no cholesterol

Let's not fall in the trap of garlic powder
We don't know where it's been, stripped of all vitamin
Instead go for the real thing on your counter
To make sure that you're getting all the thiamin
Riboflavin, folate and niacin

It's guacamole, it's guacamole

So open up your senses and remember
It should be tender in all its splendor
It shouldn't make you want to scream forever
To frequencies you couldn't reach before

Feel all the flavors flowing through your being
Without feeling an inch away from peeing
Enjoy this way superior guacamole
There's enough taste to satisfy your soul

La la la la la la la la la la la
A yummy life with no cholesterol

Stigmata

Based on Germany 1980

I’ve never claimed to lead a saintly sort of life
And I’ve done my share of fairly naughty things
You can imagine how it took me by surprise
When I noticed, with my clothes off late last night
Seeping, burning marks had popped up on my skin
Could they be from an unusual STD?

Stigmata, stigmata, red holes in my palms
Don’t think they’re bruises or sores
Stigmata bled out on my wrists and my arms
Only one possible cause

Not a tropical fever, but a lesson from the Lord
He thinks it’s best that I change my behaviour!
Stigmata, stigmata, oh yes I was pleased
But then I found a load more

There were two on my backside, there were three around my face
There were even some concealed around my special place
So I took a few photos, put them on Instagram
“Does someone know if I’ve I been blessed or damned?”

“Are they really stigmata? ‘Cause this doesn’t seem quite right
I’m starting to get a bit concerned”
“Stigmata! Stigmata!” was all they replied
“Amen, the saviour’s returned!”

Stigmata, stigmata
(Second coming of Jesus!)
They came to my house
(And we know what this entails)
Broke in and dragged me away
(Better get some planks of wood, a hammer and some nails)

Stigmata disaster
(Even if she’s not Jesus)
The crowd wants me dead
(Even if she’s only sick)
Wish this were herpes instead
(Those spots could be infectious - do it quick!)

What is that construction I see?
(Stigmata! A martyr!)
They’re going to crucify me!

Doll

Based on Belgium 2017

Just a doll longing for a home
Painted smile but behind I'm sad
Lidless eyes always looking out
Tattered clothing, hair limp and shorn

I need a reprieve
Who'll pay the asking price?
I feel obsolete
Awaiting demise
No one sympathises

To be owned, to be 'of' someone
Loved already, be in demand
It's the moment I dream about
An escape from this prison cell

She came on the scene
Her face so naive and bright
I couldn't believe
From all merchandise
She chose me as her prize

Hugged me close on the way back home
Through her warmth I'm no longer damned
Goodbye lonely, your time is out
Found a new place within her arms

Dreamed of this day for all my life
Hope this connection never dies
I see a bright world through her eyes

Set me free, please be my new home
Just surrender into my plan
Do not fight as your soul drains out
You chose me, and I heard your call

Once again I am flesh and bone
I've escaped from my no man's land
You can scream girl and you can shout
There's nobody to hear you call

Now you're in hell
My baby doll

Pets 4 Less

Based on Cyprus 1991

Don’t waste money with breeders
Three legs are just as good as four
Any more drop off, we’ll make it cheaper
Comes with a free prosthetic paw

Tomcat is driving you bananas?
Before you fling it in a bin
Don’t toss it out with all the week’s trash
Come trade it in with us for cash

We’ve got songbirds that wheeze, a cow that lactates cheese
Hares with clefts, hares with clefts, hares with clefts
Some alopecic sheep, stock taker fell asleep
Never sheds, never sheds, no loose threads

Parrots of dubious aliveness
Piranhas happiest on land
And pachyderms with problem sinus
In stock in all the leading brands

Echidna’s fine it seems… once lathered with skin creams
Eczema, eczema, eczema
Sloths with narcolepsy, bipolar bears, and fleas
So depressed several leapt off a ledge

A dog that’s sprung a leak’s not just for Xmas week
It’s for less, it’s for less, it’s for less™
Pets 4 Less