Islands - Joy

Текст песни

There’s joy to be had
When you’re crazy, mental, mad
You run around town
With your trousers pulled down
You can shout
(Rah, rah)
And laugh
(Ha ha)
And sing
(La la)
When you’re showing your ass
When you’re crazy, mental, mad
There is joy to be had
When you’re crazy mental mad
There is joy, there is joy to be had
You would bang a pot on your head
And pretend that you’re dead
(Bang, motherfucker)
You can chase the folks around
And wrestle with them on the ground
You don’t have to go to work
You don’t have to wear a shirt
You don’t have to be a jerk
You don’t have to eat that dirt, hey
When you’re crazy mental mad
There is joy to be had
When you’re crazy mental mad
There is joy, there is joy to be had