A Night in Oslo Soap Opera, 
  McDonalds feeling is in the air

Sleeping on pink rug
For pillow using empty mug
Will everyone write to me?
Will everyone be like me?
Sleeping on pink rug
For pillow using empty mug
She had green hair
She had attraction unfair
I swallowed spoon to impress her
I ate some soap and monkey fur
I offered her my left glove
I offered her free swim in far away cove
But then the postman cried
But then Pesho promised to die
Eating lonely golden fish
Chewing, asking him to make a wish
Her mouth shined bright as silver watch
Cold brain kept under the watches hatch
Then they asked her for coke and fries
And we only heard her piglike cries
As she disappeared thru the plastic door
And I lied down on the floor
With nothing left, but second hand paper mug
And nylon, cosy, friendly rug

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