Christmas Smorgasbord Songtext
von The Swedish Chef

When it′s Christmas time in Sweden
And the snow is ten feet deep
He holes up in his kitchen
To make his Christmas treats
People come from near and far
Through hinterland and fjord
Just to get a taste
Of his Christmas smorgasbord

Biff in the pot, the bouillon is hot
The lingonberries are sweet
Daup in the pot, a taste of tunnbröd
His surströmming is a treat
Lutfisk and rice, isn't that nice?
We might have to loosen our skirts
Ja, try the glögg, or it′s off to the dog
He makes us eat till it hurts


His meatballs are so Swedish
His marzipan's a delight
But his marinated fish balls
Will keep you up all night
Top it off with pralines
In a Swiss nut nougat gourd
The reindeer stew will bring you back to
His Christmas smorgasbord

Biff in the pot, the bouillon is hot
The lingonberries are sweet
Daup in the pot, a taste of tunnbröd
His surströmming is a treat
Lutfisk and rice, isn't that nice?
We might have to loosen our skirts
Ja, try the glögg, or it′s off to the dog
He makes us eat till it hurts

Queensland preserves, blackcurrant preserves
Gooseberry preserves, cloudberry preserves
So many preserves, he simply deserves
To take center stage and say dinner is served


Biff in the pot, the bouillon is hot
The lingonberries are sweet
Daup in the pot, a taste of tunnbröd
His surströmming is a treat
Lutfisk and rice, isn′t that nice?
We might have to loosen our skirts
Ja, try the glögg, or it's off to the dog
He makes us eat till it hurts