Once upon a time we came from Denmark to Sweden to settle down
It felt bad in the beginning and it just got worse (So much worse)
And they were making fun of me and my Danish pronunciation
So I started stu-stu-stuttering
I tripped over my tongue and I dreamed about Denmark
(He dreamed about Denmark)
Yeah, I dreamed about Denmark
The beautiful streets of Copenhagen
And the home of H.C. Andersen
A loving and warm hearted theory, but with a terrifying practice
I caught the devil in disguise, I could feel the indifference rise
I cursed my Swedish cla** mates, I put a spell on my Swedish teacher
She blindfolded her eyes and ears too when they were mocking me
I dreamed about Denmark
(He dreamed about Denmark)
Yeah, I dreamed about Denmark
The beautiful streets of Copenhagen
And the home of H.C. Andersen
We got a new strict teacher after the summer of '84
And all the bullies sat properly and quiet
When the teacher came through the door
Suddenly I heard myself making this loud and annoying noise
And the teacher said "Are you retarded boy?"
I said "No, but maybe you are"
And I started dream about...
(He dreamed about Denmark)
Yeah, I dreamed about Denmark
The beautiful streets of Copenhagen
And the home of H.C. Andersen
But I became the untouchable hero
And the mocking was history
And I got a girlfriend named Jennie
And now the crowd were following me
And I almost stopped stu-stuttering
And the Danish dreams were gone
Everything went from black and white to colour
But I kept dreaming on about Sweden
(He dreamed about Denmark)
No, I dreamed about Sweden
The beautiful streets of Stockholm
And the home of Astrid Lindgren