This place we have found ourselves
Not quite the “real world”, but then, what else?
A place where we can all be free
But free to do what?
To drink, and smoke and fuck?
Is this it for our reality?
A place to do drugs by the sea?
Are we just a load of hippies?
Smoking pot and talking big dreams ...
Or have we found the key?
To live harmoniously ...
You stop worrying about money with a tab system
A passing tourist trade keeps money coming in
Life is cheap
And the people you meet
Some of the most interesting guys and girls
Stories from around the world
The weather is great, the scenery is beautiful
Pretty much, we got it all
But … life in paradise
Although I’m not denying its very nice
Still has its up and downs
Friends move on as the next season comes around
And although there’s always new ones to be found
Its hard work, constantly meeting, greeting
Building connections even though they’re fleeting
Change is quick
Blink and you’ll miss it
You gotta keep up with the times
Work with the tides
Know your bribes, or “police fines”
But the opportunity is there
And if you care
You can create something special
In a land that’s magical
Build something worthwhile
And still have a good time
We’re making a scene
A cultural dream
A place to work creatively
Time to develop personally
So if you can resist temptation
This is your nation
And working together I think we can be free
To develop society
And enjoy our expat community