| And I’d have a house under the ground | 
| All my friends would all come round | 
| Laugh about the ones that got away | 
| I wouldn’t know the time of year | 
| It’s easier to tan down here | 
| I find it funny, I laugh at people | 
| And don’t know why | 
| I sometimes giggle, if there’s an earthquake | 
| Where good people die | 
| And I’d have a house under the ground | 
| All my friends would all come round | 
| Laugh about the ones that got away | 
| I wouldn’t know the time of year | 
| It’s easier to tan down here | 
| I’ll make the big man, I’ll do what I can | 
| I’ll suffer for my sins | 
| Speak with a deep voice, listen to metal | 
| So that the good guys never win | 
| And I’d have a house under the ground | 
| All my friends would all come round | 
| Laugh about the ones that got away | 
| I wouldn’t know the time of year | 
| It’s easier to tan down here | 
| Yeah you should see them all | 
| When you sit in on Christmas day | 
| But at six o' clock, on the sixth of June is OK | 
| Got my life under the sun, pay for the things I’ve done | 
| Pay for my mistakes | 
| And I’d have a house under the ground | 
| All my friends would all come round | 
| Laugh about the ones that got away | 
| I wouldn’t know the time of year | 
| It’s easier to tan down here | 
| House under the ground | 
| House under the ground | 
| House under the ground | 
| And I’d have a house under the ground | 
| All my friends would all come round | 
| Laugh about the ones that got away | 
| I wouldn’t know the time of year | 
| It’s easier to tan down here |