The sun shines, always on a winner That's what they always say to me But I'm more than that, who am I? And what is life for me? Look at me, all hands on low in a dimmer No bitches like me, my voice makes money and the money is right I get up from my bed, get up early, call me Scalle-man Then I can hate and say good morning to my long man Black clothes, big art, black as wisdom The ancestors gave birth to me, it shines through, you know My flow must have been sent from above Because I'm so fresh, and some think I was born yesterday But I must have been born tomorrow Rockstars, motherfuckers, good-for-nothings But I never forget where I come from And I've heard about 85% Always turn my nose back home Let me know if I'm one of them For all time, openly There's a Denmark living in me It shines out of me Whether I want it or not Differently, openly Still looking for answers Where do you go when you're on your way home? Black clouds, rain that keeps falling The sun shines, as always, they're under attack But we're used to it, so we close the darkness Let the storm rage, as long as I have food and water And it's only my dream, my ambition, and it's grown No matter where I stand, everything is high to the ceiling And the clouds are up, so there are no limits No piss, no pills, no stuff, and we take chances I want to warm up, but need a little ballad So take a ride with me through childhood damage We roll on, even when the wheels get whipped Disappear into myself, call it a thrill Like a Christian, they can't beat us at home Don't even need a bed, I rest in my seat Always look ahead, but promise that I'll never forget Who I am and where I belong For all time, openly There's a Denmark living in me It shines out of me Whether I want it or not Differently, openly Still looking for answers Where do you go when you're from Norway? I do it for those who disappeared forever And for those who return home I do it to get the smile back on your face again I make 100, and then I wave goodbye I do it here because I want to make a difference I don't do it for dollars, not for peanuts, not for peanuts I do it for love, for a new life, for mother earth I do it for the old, when they're sitting and being too cool So that each of them can remember their Norway on the way For all time, openly There's a Denmark living in me It shines out of me Whether I want it or not Differently, openly Still looking for answers Where do you go when you're from Norway? Where do you go? Where do you go when you're from Norway? I think I can say it again Where do you go? Where do you go when you're from Norway? I think I can say it again