It's very boring here,there is nothing to do
in this factory of joy, the factory for you.
I sit here in this desk to take any request
for a shipment of joy, the elation in your chest.
We used to be so busy life used to be so grand
the joy was made and shipped, everything was to plan
People danced and people sung, they couldn't get enough
for joy is a fantastic thing, some awesome stuff.
But then something happened, we never saw it coming
rather slowly it started, people were not loving.
Then a different order, we were to create
a new product and ship it, it was to be called hate.
We thought it was a bad idea, but all the same
we made it and shipped it, the hate to people came.
Then people made money, and had another plead
to make another new product, they were to call it greed.
Then distrust, suspicion, and (worst of all) fear
were made and shipped out, something bad was near.
Rage, destruction, mindless fury, we made the peoples bane
but our worst mistake of all time, that when we made pain.
Very soon no one at all wanted to have joy
it was just hate and pain for every girl and boy.
Then a lot less people ordered things, we don't know where they went
and the rest of them ordered joy, we thought they would repent.
But greed and hate came back again, and then another order
for the desire to destroy, with gun and bomb and mortar.
Even grater then the hate, the need for pain was
greater then joy had ever been, this was all because
without joy there is great pain, we learned this all too late
but the people knew it not, they called the pain their fate.
Once people had too much pain, they simply had enough
the did not order anything that was to be our stuff.
So while other departments they have all their time filled
here in joy Base1, there is much time to kill.
Why cant we have chaos here, why cant we go back
to the time way back when, when joy was never slack.
So if you become happy, you just got a shipment
and to spread joy around, that is your commitment.
