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.