EVERYONE KNOWS IT’S ICELAND – Kevin Kincare, Iceland 2004
To the tune of Windy, by the Association 1967

Where can go to feel the cold rain,
blowin’ at 50 miles an hour?
Where can you stay to get your tent poles bent?
Everyone knows it’s Iceland

What is the destination that makes you,
rethink careers in glacial studies?
Where are the unpronounceable place names?
Everyone knows it’s Iceland

And Iceland has howling rain
Forming adiabatically
To blow inside your rain fly
Filling your tent……up to the vent
Ba ba baa baaaaah!

Where can you go to get blown off a cliff,
when you lean for that last puffin shot?
Where can you go from glacier to geyser?
Everyone knows it’s Iceland

You should have thought about it once or twice,
when you were packing long underwear.
It’s August and you’re freezing your buns off
Everyone knows it’s Iceland

FINALE
National highways are single lane tracks
The sheep are allowed to go anywhere

Your Ph.D. chair arrives uninvited
Screaming about some damn frazil ice

If you think this sounds like a really good time then,
You should think about psychiatric advice
‘Cause that’s what we found in Iceland