My dream was just a simple diving board
Something that Hamar could afford to build
My dream was killed
Now I'm lost
Oh God, kill me now, just set me free
For I no longer wish to be
I am to tired now to fight
Geir Byberg's life will end tonight
(Byberg!)
God, is that you?
(You have forgotten who you are)
What do you mean?
(You are the deputy mayor of Hamar)
(The second most important man in City council)
(Finish the diving tower)
But how? The people hate me and we have no more money
(You live in Norway. There's always more money)
(Just hold a press conference, take the blame, and you will be fine)
But what will I tell them?
(Press conference Byberg)
God!
(Press conference)
God, don't leave me! Don't leave me, God!
(Press conference...)
No, God!
I will do as you say
Press conference on its way
There will be biscuits there, and awkward atmosphere
I will take all the blame
I'll bow my head in shame
Hamar prepare for my confession!
