Byberg's Lament - Ylvis

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 Bybergs 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