Sadman, hold your hands behind your back like you always do Sadman, turn your head, look towards the white, away from blue I’ve got some light to offer you Joyboy calls to you A son so great and grand to view Joyboy calls to you Between the richness of white and blue Sadman, in distant land, is afterlife a land of blue? Sadman, if you’re scared to be left behind, don’t worry too This little light’s named after you Joyboy calls to you A son so great and grand to view Joyboy calls to you Between the richness of white and blue Smile while we carry your fire Smile while we carry your fire