Island Holiday – Lyrics

I wake up in the morning, pet the dogs and greet the day

Then I lay there for a minute and remember what’s today

I finally come to my sense, drag myself out of the bed

As that coffee starts to brew the pressure builds inside my head

Welcome to the circus of life, kids… boys on the left, girls on the right.. rat race is down the middle… here we go

I go to work all day, dream away while there I stay

Oh, the bills I’ve got to pay, God I really need a change

I don’t live what I’ve become, I’ve just got to get away

This corporate so-called life, it comes to an end today… hey!

Come with me…

Where it’s Christmas every day. There’s no work, it’s always play.

Grab a drink and come my way to my island hideaway.

There’s no bills for you to pay. There’s no phone that rings all day.

Tell your boss to go away. It’s your island holiday!

Well, this “career life” ain’t for me, how they do it, I don’t see

But there’s presents on the way, so I guess I’d better stay

When you see me staring off, to nowhere at my desk all day

Plug your headphones in and join me, now let’s get along our way…

To where it’s Christmas every day. There’s no work, it’s always play.

Grab a drink and come my way to my island hideaway.

There’s no bills for you to pay. There’s no phone that rings all day.

Tell your boss to go away. It’s your island holiday – sing it!

Na na, na na, na na, na na na na

Na na, na na, na na, na na na na

Try as you may, you’ll spend your work day

In my tropical breakroom getaway

In the sun and the sand with a drink in your hand

Come enjoy your island holiday!

Copyright 2013 Sand Dollar Rodeo / Strange Highways (BMI). Lyrics: Roy Holliday

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