Festival Time

Yes it is hot
Hey mister, have you got any good peanuts for sale???
I can’t remember where or when I witnessed this affair
But the young men did fight
With drunken sailors in long, hot nights
Under carnival lights, see the costumes glow neon-bright
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Oh, it’s festival time this year
Yes it is… and how we hooped and we hollered
Why it’s madness 'round here, all light in the dark
They’re pushing and shouting, wild dogs bark
And I watch as they sway, clowns drinking their cares away
Is it fun? Is it joy? Are the grown-ups only boys?
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Oh, it’s festival time this year
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
On beer street 'round here
No, no, no, no, no
Just follow the band…
So we drag ourselves 'round here every year
And they’re always fighting, coloured lighting
Always drinking beer
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Aaah, go on, bring me joy