One Night In Reykjavik
Gonna eat some blubber soon
In the summer it's always noon
Eat some whale; pay the check
And then we'll go to the discothèque
We'll be urbane, we'll dance and chat
While the tips of our chins drip blubber fat
You'll mop it off with Seytt rúgbrauð
Hey, let’s sing some karaoke now
You do Bette Midler; I’ll sing “Oh Carol”
We’ll go outside and screw on a barrel
Then back inside to eat some more blubber
And salty harðfiskur from the cupboard
We’ll Sing and dance ‘til the dawn’s early light
We’ll savor each morsel, each delicate bite
We’ll stuff ourselves until flaccid and placid
And not give a damn about trans-fatty acid.
7:19:37 PM 
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