We were like Jesus finding Disneyland
Yeah, like crusaders in the Holy Land
Consuming agaric and going berzerk
Skävla, bränna, våldta, that's men at work

Advancing at a thousand miles per hour
There was nothing we couldn't devour
This was the story with a terrible end
Going berzerk is something I can recommend

Crusaders heading for the Holy Land
Pockets full of Krugerrands
There were no ending to the pleasures at hand
Two hundred horses at our command

We never grew up
We never even came close
Life was too good, it had to end I suppose