Rejoice - U2

Rejoice, rejoice God’s ears are stitches

Oh, rejoice, His eyes are big X’s

Oh oh oh, rejoice, His arms are burning witches

Oh, rejoice, His hands perform hexes

Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you

And rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you

And rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds

Rejoice because you’re trying your best

And rejoice, the bed you sleep in is burning

Oh, rejoice, the sky’s fucking falling

Oh oh oh, rejoice, the world we know is turning

Oh, rejoice, your father’s been calling

Rejoice although this world will devastate you

And rejoice although this world will penetrate you

And rejoice although you will not survive

Rejoice, you’ll never make it out alive

And rejoice, your hair it smells like burning hair

Oh, rejoice, your nails all got chewed off

Oh oh oh, rejoice, and — holy fuck!

— you're bleeding there

Oh, rejoice, you burned your whole beard off

Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you

And rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you

And rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds

Rejoice because you’re trying your best