You lost your concentration, oh boy you better run
To get outside and catch the rays of the setting sun
Your moving body is bones and skin
Just watch and stay and breathe the air
Inside you there's a dried-up lake of happiness
Inside you there's a dried-up lake of joy
Inside you there's a dried-up lake of happiness
Inside you there's a dried-up lake of joy
You were the sitting boy
But now you better act
To find a place where they play tunes on a record deck
You move your body
You feel the groove
From somewhere it overtakes you
There's a dried up
Plague of happiness inside you
There's a dried up
Plague of joy
Inside you
There's a dried up
Plague of happiness
Inside you
There's a dried up
Plague of joy
But I will refit it
And I will refit it
Oh I will refit it
Yeah I will refit it
And I will refit it
And I will refit it
Yeah I will refit it
Oh I will refit it
Yeah I will refit it
And I will refit it
And I will refit it
And I will refit it
Oh it's joy
Yeah I will refit it
And I will refit it
And I will refit it
And I won't be failing
And I won't be failing
With John
You should better run