Finland in November

Since the Nyt-liite review of Better Than Wages mentioned this song specifically, it has become popular! Here is the lyric for scrutiny and for singing along:

Finland in November

In Sweden they were good to me
they liked my style
In Stockholm you can speak English
they don’t care

In Berlin I felt safe
they thought I was cool
the old signs of atrocities
stood in place with new graffiti

home, can we move home
anywhere
but here

you scare me you bore me
you threaten me with violence
I never know what day it is in here
why all the faces are void of expression
there’s no happiness in small things
on November mornings

In New York I’m breathless
sometimes voiceless
but never out of place
they comment on my accent
when they pass their business cards
I’m the Blonde
and they invented democracy

home, can we move home
anywhere
but here

In France I could eat breakfast all day
and be a smoker all my life
and I don’t even mind
the strip-me-naked eye
that lingers on my thigh

home, can we make home
anywhere
but here

you scare me you bore me
you threaten me with violence
I never know what day it is in here
why all the faces are void of expression
there’s no happiness in small things
on November mornings

Finland in November
Finland in November
Finland in November
Finland in November