Perkele tulosa Paavolan kohalla

Doom I presume, summer 2024:

Ten litres of petrol in the tank
Black Sabbath in the car cassette player
This isn't Konginkangas nor Laukaa
We're past Lampinsaari and Alpua

The speed of Renault is unhurried
the driver isn't a brother Marreau
But there's no rush anywhere
everybody knows me and my destination

The devil is coming near Paavola intersection x3

The position requires travelling
representation to the far north
High winds, heat and frost don't make a difference
the kilometers add up steadily

No use to cry, wail or bribe
everyone gets their fair share
When you hear knocking on your door
there is no right of appeal against the decision

The devil is coming near Paavola intersection x4