Odious Odense

Odious Odense, city of my birth
Happy that day when ya vanish from the Earth!
Me for Copenhagen, me for Greece and Rome!
Every day's an adventure when you're not home

And, in a thousand years from today
Americans will come to play
In giant flying metal birds
To view our beauteous antiques
And hear some fearsome German words
And tour all Europe in two weeks

A marble marvel ev'ry hour
A stunning country ev'ry day
They'll lope up Copenhagen's tower
But they will never pay for–

Odious Odense, city of my birth
Happy that day when ya vanish from the Earth!
Me for Copenhagen, me for Greece and Rome!
Every day's an adventure when you're not home

And as a new spring dawns, hail to thee
The muse of our new century!
She wears a Garibaldi hat
Yet cares for Aristophanes
Part artist, part aristocrat
And lover of cacophonies
She telegraphs her laughter from
Her rococo locomotive
Well might some write that she is dumb
But she would never live in–

Odious Odense, city of my birth
Happy that day when ya vanish from the Earth!
Me for Copenhagen, me for Greece and Rome!
Every day's an adventure when you're not home