| Happy Hour |
| i know i'm not exactly solid snake though i'd quite like to be billy corgan... The rest of you guys, just wanna be formal It's not my fault, that i was born abnormal It's- not- my -fault -i'm -a wierdo The time is nigh, that limbs will fly and every body's happy that its happy happy happy happy happy happy hour The moneys in and the thought is out and every body's happy that its happy happy happy happy happy happy hours Jump if your an idiot like me or don't jump if it's just not your thing but it's not my fault i'm a wierdo the thugs are in and the gypo's out and every body's happy that its happy happy happy happy happy happy hour Now lets all hunt down the idiots who are not smiling 'cos every body's happy in the happy happy hour sixty minuits of some more cheap bliss the over nite lock in feel your body drop down dead but it's not my fault that im a wierdo mrs pocket so neurotic but that is the norm so everybody goes on serving her theres no time for sympathy when theres profit to be made lets not go away its warm in here lets all hunt down the idiots are not smilinjg everybodys happy in the happy happy hour... we're (not) gonna sing another fucking verse!! lyricals by robin |
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