Since the Nyt-liite review of Better Than Wages mentioned this song specifically, it has become popular! Here is the lyric for scrutiny and for singing along:

Finland in November

In Sweden they were good to me

they liked my style

In Stockholm you can speak English

they don’t care

In Berlin I felt safe

they thought I was cool

the old signs of atrocities

stood in place with new graffiti

home, can we move home

anywhere

but here

you scare me you bore me

you threaten me with violence

I never know what day it is in here

why all the faces are void of expression

there’s no happiness in small things

on November mornings

In New York I’m breathless

sometimes voiceless

but never out of place

they comment on my accent

when they pass their business cards

I’m the Blonde

and they invented democracy

home, can we move home

anywhere

but here

In France I could eat breakfast all day

and be a smoker all my life

and I don’t even mind

the strip-me-naked eye

that lingers on my thigh

home, can we make home

anywhere

but here

you scare me you bore me

you threaten me with violence

I never know what day it is in here

why all the faces are void of expression

there’s no happiness in small things

on November mornings

Finland in November

Finland in November

Finland in November

Finland in November