Holidays in Graecia
Words and music by Kasimir Svettirsson
CHORUS
It's (Am) just a tad too nippy in Si- (E) berja,
And (E) uncomfortably humid in Ca- (Am) thay,
Its (Dm) far too overcrowded out in (Am) Nihon,
For a (E) Norscan Skald to spend his holi- (Am) day.
Oh (Dm) where in Ed- (E) reja can I (Am) take my holiday?
(Dm) I'm getting tired of Norsca and I (E) need to get a- (Am) way
I once went walking in the hills of Cymrja,
But the sheep followed me back to my ho- (Dm) tel,
I avoid the travel agencies in (Am) Norhault,
And the (B7) rip-off package holidays they (E) sell.
The problem with Estragales is the Estragalians,
How men can talk so queer is hard to see,
In Teutonia if you're human and still breathing,
Then you're an ethnic minority.
CHORUS
In the underdark they've got it topsy turvy,
With the woman literally hitting on the man,
I tried a touring holiday in Erin,
But the thieving gyppos pinched my caravan.
I spent last hogmanay in Caledonia,
Now the smell of vomit lingers on my clothes,
Perhaps I should have tea and scones in Albion,
But the constant whingeing gets right up my nose.
CHORUS
I could stroll the fine piazza's of Sicilja,
If I liked to see statues of naked men,
I could risk it all by sailing to Aegyptus,
But I might not ever make it back again.
I was invited to pop in and see some Lions,
When I arrived they'd all moved out again,
I've spent some working holidays in Orkney,
But I want leisure time, not fighting in the rain.
CHORUS
So now I'll take my holidays in Graecia,
Sampling the olives and the wine,
I'm sure I'll be a hit with all the ladies,
For their men are short, bald, malodorous swine.
My longship will put in at every island,
I'll look at ancient ruins for a while,
And when I've finished topping up my suntan,
I'll head back to sweet Norsca with a smile.
CHORUS (with the last 2 lines changed to)
"Only in Graecia will I take my holiday,
I'm getting tired of Norsca and I need to get away"
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