Hooray For Everything - Shriekback

It is a miracle, though I’m empirical

Slightly hysterical, most of the time

When they are analyzed, some cock-ups justified

Are Nelson’s Column-sized, but we don’t mind

Hooray for everything, hooray for everything

Hooray for everything, in every way

You couldn’t make it up, there’s every kind of stuff

So let’s be glad enough for every day

Although there’s odium upon the podium

The lights are sodium when night time falls

Out come the sybarites and all their acolytes

With all their appetites, they have a ball

Not parsimonious, it sounds euphonious

Could be erroneous, we cannot say

You mustn’t worry now 'cause what’s the hurry now

The beer and curry now can last all day

Hooray for everything, hooray for everything

Hooray for everything, in every way

You couldn’t make it up, there’s every kind of stuff

So let’s be glad enough for every day

All riled up, the fire in the belly

All ends up as lights on the telly

I don’t even can’t begin to know just what it means

What we want’s a whole lot of welly

Lining up for licks at the jelly

I’m amazed and grazed and crazed

By everything I’ve seen

The proletarian, the Rastafarians

Septuagenarians, you know their kind

They’ve had a rotten time, but here’s the bottom line

Now that they’re friends of mine I’m feelin' fine

I’m not censorious, it’s all so glorious

Good guys victorious forever more

What might be scarier, it could get larier

Was a gray area but now we’re sure

Hooray for everything, hooray for everything

Hooray for everything, in every way

You couldn’t make it up, there’s every kind of stuff

So let’s be glad enough for every day

Hooray for everything

Hooray for everything

Hooray for everything

Hooray for everything

Hooray for everything

Hooray for everything