Paroles de Joy

The lone ranger sold his wardrobe The lone ranger sold his bad dog Well you saw him and you could hardly know Cos times change.... I know Some days he's more than humble On some days he's cold and mad, mad as hell Well you saw him and you can hardly know It's so strange.... and well i, I know Those lakes of golden water Those lakes of gold are all running out Well you saw him and you could hardly know It's so strange... and well i, I know Joy, joy, joy Work, work, work harder Sure as the hours Joy, joy, joy Work, work, work harder You say