Nanook Of The North - Phonecall lyrics

So how is life in the goold old North? The storm has pa**ed, the river forged Desolate, silent, always The storm has pa**ed, so come back please But Sweden's really nice to me Busy, radiant, always Nanook come home, don't stand alone You willalways carry me home Nanook come home, we miss you so You will always show me which way to go There's cars and people everywhere No spaces left for polar bears Nightlife, streetlights, always You need to find your guiding star I found myself in Johnny's Bar Shallow, beautiful, always Nanook come home...