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 hadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.