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.