Accumulation Zone – Kevin Kincare, Iceland 2004

To the tune of Yellow Submarine (kudos to Steve Miller, Iceland 2000 whose tune was sung the day before and inspired this version)

 

We gripped our seats, our knuckles white

Every gully, increased our fright

On we climbed, increasing speed

Accumulation zone, our destiny

 

CHORUS

We might die in a Gudmunder Jonasson bus

a Gudmunder Jonasson bus

a Gudmunder Jonasson bus

(etc etc…)

 

The road was steep, the road was grim

We started prayin’ “lord, our souls to keep”

A thousand feet, give or take

Would be a quick way down, with one mistake

 

CHORUS

We could die in a Gudmunder Jonasson bus

Etc….

 

Then we reached, the promised land

Looked at snow and corn, and firn and ice

And on us, as one it dawned

The truly scary part, is the trip back down

 

CHORUS

It’s our last ride in a Gudmunder Jonasson bus

Etc,…

 

Should we tumble of a cliff

There’s a chance that some of us might live

But not if you, are much too slow

‘cause the propane tank is gonna blow

 

CHORUS

We’re sure to die in a Gudmunder Jonasson bus

Etc.

 

Our driver steered, with all his skill

And he got us down, the scary hill

And we nearly, wet our pants

So maybe next time we, should go to France

 

CHORUS

We survived in a Gudmunder Jonasson bus

Etc.