We Have Joy (John Peel - 16/12/81) - Killing Joke

Idle toyin', worship the whore

Forbidden was bidden

Kiss turned to gnaw

Indolent minds, broken rules

The grey land is fallin'

Laugh at the fools

We have joy, we have joy

We was drunk, intoxicate

No time for doubt

No time, no late

I saw the laughing one

This was the west

He said «take your spear and puncture the flesh»

We have joy, we have joy

We was drunk, intoxicate

No time for doubt

No time, no late

Brandish the weapon

Sound out the din

We feelin' red now

Time to move in

We have joy, we have joy

We have joy, we have joy

We have joy, we have joy

We have joy, we have joy