Island Holiday from Island Holiday by Roy Holliday

I wake up in the morning, pet the dogs and greet the day
Then I lay there for a minute can't 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
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!

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