Lletres: Tankard. Beermuda.

I'm feeling low, to much frustration
I've gotta get away
Do not want to stay in this boring place
Getting crazier day by day
I see in my imagination
The place I want to go
An island for away, unbeknown to most
Where it's warm and the beer streams flow
Sandy beaches and a deep blue ocean
The water tastes like premium brew
Nobody works, it's against the law
Gorgeous woman waiting there for you
Easy living makes me feel alright
This paradise is mine tonight

I wanna go to