The sins of Amsterdam were still a recent surprise
And we were flying over Scandinavian Skies
We climbed towards the sun
We turned and cursed as one
We pulled the shades
And closed our eyes, eye-eye-eye-eyes

The Stockholm city lights
Were slowly starting to rise
And we were strapped against those Scandinavian skies
The landing gear came down
And touched the Swedish ground
And we were all so paralyzed, 'yz-'y-'y-'yzed, 'yz-'y-'y-'yzed

On the plane
We were mainly sound and lights
In the veins
We could play the blues all night
Night
Night

The tour of Germany Was bleeding into our eyes
And we were sailing over Scandinavian skies
We had the Midas touch
Until we met the Dutch
And they exhausted our supplies, 'ie-'ie-'ie-'ies, 'ie-'ie-'ie-'ies

Who's to pay?
For this international flight
Who could stay
We were only there for the night

We watched the power fall
Inside the Oslo hall
While all the cold Norwegians cried, 'ie-'ie-'ie-'ied

Who could say
What was left and where was right?
By the way
I could play the blues all night Writer/s: Billy Joel
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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