We were in a serious crank stupor before we listened to this, grousing at basically everything and looking out our 13th floor windows to the street, shooting mean mugs at whomever's head happened to cross our sightline. Then it was like, "cheery Swedes [Ingenting] wrote this song and you have no idea what they're saying except it appears to be some sort of magical antidote to grumpiness. We wanna start a band where we just sort of guitar riff for a while randomly over bells and some harmonizing co-eds. Feels like some organic kinda Wellbutrin or something. Also loving these dudes because their MySpace photos consist of several fake/staged paparazzi shots. [Ingenting]: they're just like us!