Sail North

Turn it up, gimme volume or blood

Make that bass sound pound through the walls

This is what we do where there´s nothing to do

In the country of rain and snow

Crank it up gimme volume and blood, c’mon baby shake that ass

Hit it all again ’cause we never grow old

This is what we do up in the cold

This is what we do where we come from

How we do it where we call home

Take a ride on the hellway to high

Where the moon shines bright and tears don’t dry

Pay a visit to where silence is gold

Here no one ever speaks unless spoken to

Sail north—scandinavian bound

Sail north—to where only weekends count

Rev it up hun, give it some gas and push the pedal right down through the floor

This is what we do when the weekend get slow, this is how we roll

Rev it up, give it gas—gotta make that engine roar

Hit it again ´cause it never gets old

This is how we roll up in the north

This is what we do it where we come from

How we do it where we call home

Take a ride on the hellway to high

Where the moon shines bright and tears don’t dry

Pay a visit to where silence is gold

Here no one ever speaks unless spoken to

Sail north—scandinavian bound

Sail north—to where only weekends count