[Verse 1] Sun comes in my window Paints the floor gold Bird on the gutter Singing out bold I lace up slow And the world says, go
[Pre-Chorus] You can feel it now In your chest, in your hands Like a drumroll waking Up the street, up the land
[Chorus] Joy in my shoes Joy in my chest I got the kind That won't sit still Joy in my shoes Joy in my chest One little grin And I'm lit again
[Verse 2] Orange peel on my fingers Sweet bite on my tongue Backyard neighbor shouting "Hey, the day's begun" Even my old hard luck Feels lighter than dust
[Pre-Chorus] You can feel it now When the breeze turns kind When the whole dark worry Falls behind, falls behind
[Chorus] Joy in my shoes Joy in my chest I got the kind That won't sit still Joy in my shoes Joy in my chest One little grin And I'm lit again
[Bridge] Oh, I was worn Now I'm wide awake Oh, I was low Now I bend, not break Put that grin on me Watch me rise, watch me rise
[Final Chorus] Joy in my shoes Joy in my chest I got the kind That won't sit still Joy in my shoes Joy in my chest One little grin And I'm lit again
Joy in my shoes Joy in my chest Whole damn day Feels brand new
Styl muzyki
Pop with buoyant four-on-the-floor drums, handclaps on the backbeat, bright acoustic guitar skanks, and a bouncing synth bass; verse stays light and stripped, pre-chorus lifts with filtered pads and rising vocal stacks, chorus opens wide with gang vocals and clap hits. Lead vocal is close-mic and smiling, with doubled hook lines, short delay throws, and ooh ad-libs. Ear candy includes finger snaps, a quick drum fill into each chorus, and a sparkly bell flourish at the end. Mix is glossy, warm, and punchy.