Kevin Coyne - Happy | Текст песни

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Squinting at the lily white walls, never answering telephone calls, staring from a window at ponds and lakes and long green grass

Watching wild aeroplanes, watching their vapour trails, wondering why they squirm and turn like they do, like butterflies

Chorus: But you're happy, happy, happy

Yes, you're happy, happy, happy

Truly happy, happy, happy in a special way.

Wandering down the winding road, in your knapsack a heavy load, lots of books and pamphlets that you've never read and will never read

Talking to the neighbours loud, they're quite an unruly crowd, they smash up your garden, smash your bottles of wine, bottles of beer

Chorus

Sometimes you pretend you're dead, lie for hours in your big blue bed, stare at the ceiling, sing hymns and songs of yesterday

Then a voice from above it calls, it says it's your mother and she's worried and all and why you don't wash the dishes, come down the stairs, run down the stairs

But you're happy, happy, happy

Truly happy, happy, happy

Yes, you're happy, happy, happy in a special way

Yes you're happy, happy, happy

Truly happy, happy, happy

Yes, you're happy, happy, happy in a special way

Yes you're happy, happy, happy

Truly happy, happy, happy

Yes, you're happy, happy, happy in a special way

In a special way

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