Mel. Wellerman, 1960s sea ballad, san. P. Camps, 2022
There once was a cheery Teekkari The weight of her thirst was so heavy One coin in hand, she starts to search Oh brew, where is my brew (huh) The search begins at Olkkari But due to the security The drinks were taken far away Oh brew, where is my brew (huh) Soon may the Viking line come To bring us cider and beer and rum One day when the deadline is done We'll take our bags and go Along the winding Unskis shops All of my friends are getting robbed Even cheap Lidl is a flop My coins are just too few (huh) The governments Alko monopol Has the Teekkari paying a hefty toll Hand me water and the raisin Bowl We’ll make our own Kilju :,: Soon may the Eckerö come To bring us cider and beer and rum One day when the deadline is done We'll take our bags and go:,: