If you start to feel as though
Yoy're exiled everywhere you go,
Burdened by the things you know,
And running out of chances,
You hav ejust begun to see
How we have felt for centuries-
Celebrate and grieve simultaneously,
And get to drunken dancing.
Chorus That's the way, that's the way
Exiles are entrancing,
That's the way, that's the way
When they're drunk and dancing.
That's the way, that's the way
Lucky, lucky chancing,
That's the way, that's the way,
Get them drunk and dancing.
See that sweet young sweedish girl
Pretending to hold up the wall?
Soon the drum will thump and pull
Her out to take her chancing
In a minute she will see a
Smart young man from somalia
Pretty babies there will be
When they get drunk and dancing.