Theme Song

Meet our band of merry men

Shake the hand of every one

We'll eat your food and steal your wives

Buy us beers we're friends for life

We only shoot when shot at

We give away what we don't need

We live for fun and freedom

We stamp out fear and greed

To create you must destroy

Smash a glass and cry too much joy

We sleep on floors and live on crumbs

We're a bunch of ugly bums

A great idea when we were smashed

Turning anger into cash

We ain't seen much

But we don't starve

We drive around

In our mom's cars

To create you must destroy

Smash a glass and cry too much joy

To create you must destroy

Smash a glass and cry too much joy

That's right, we're Too Much Joy

We're like the reverse Buddha

'Cause Buddha teaches you

To give up the things in this world, they only tie you down

And Too Much Joy knows it's the opposite that is true

It's the puddle of beer on the floor of the club that stinks

That ties you to this world and makes you know you're alive

It's only having two dollars to fill up your car with gas

and ?

To create you must destroy

Smash a glass and cry too much joy

To create you must destroy

Smash a glass and cry too much joy