We went so happy to the Suðurnes And we were eating all the Reykjanes We came to a place they called Sandgerði It was a Flateyri of harmony It was the home of Jón Sigurðsson We met a bastard called Þórarinsson Eating the lyfrapyls of Gústafsson We met the motherfucking Jónasson It was a Flateyri It was a Sangerði It was an Eyrarbakki It was an Ísafjörð