This one goes out to those people, thinkin' I'm so damn evil.
Gettin' all trippy, cuz I'm happy, as a Christmas bell,
they're scared, imapired, that I might be feelin' better than them, oh well.
I never said I was a good guy, being bad just isn't an option.
When I'm gettin' told that I could die, all the hatred is just a-stoppin'.
But if you're happy and you know it clap your hands,
but if you're happy and you know it clap your hands,
but if you're happy and you know it clap your hands,
if ya steppin' through the ghetto with plans.
Leave that place alone, ya can't candone, destroying someone's home,
then they'll rome, sneak into your dome, take all ya got and leave ya stoned.
Cuz everything ya do, comes back to you, yes it's true,
don't ya dare argue, don't be a fool ... you're beautiful, too.

Why does everyone need a mirror? The fear of it all just gettin' clearer.
Everyone looks the same under a microscope, unless they're hooked on dope,
then their skin gets pale like the ivory soap, so ya go mope,
for the rope of which the Pope can't pull ya out, shout a shout out,
lookin' for the dope scope, it's the 5-0 s we's gotsa ta go.
Why do ya need to put yourself through this?
Cause when you look in that mirror, it won't be bliss.
But once ya quit, you won't want to miss, your pic,
for it's the hit that's just gonna sit and impress the chicks.
But if you ain't so phat, keep yourself true,
don't ya dare argue, don't be a fool ... you're beautiful, too.

I want to be beautiful, too (you are, you are, you are, you are)
I want to be beautiful, too (don't listen to anyone, it'll leave a scar)
I want to be beautiful, too (you are, you are, you are, you are)
I want to be beautiful, too (don't listen to anyone, it'll leave a scar)
I want to be beautiful, too (you are, you are, you are, you are)
I want to be beautiful, too (don't listen to anyone, it'll leave a scar)

Yo, I know, what you're going through,
I used to be depressed, I felt so blue,
but what did I do? Yeah, I got low, I wanted to die, too.
I pulled myself right out of that well,
the bucket I was in was cold with no dry spell,
but I just connected to Heaven and said "screw it" to hell,
and then from there I never fell, and *ding* a bell,
it went off in my head, I jumped out of bed, and instead
of talkin' about problems heavier than lead, struck down sadness dead.
And from depression I fled, and now happy is how I'm read.
You can do this, too, just work at it and for you, it'll be true,
don't ya dare argue, don't be a fool ... you're beautiful, too.

I want to be beautiful, too (you are, you are, you are, you are)
I want to be beautiful, too (don't listen to anyone, it'll leave a scar)
I want to be beautiful, too (you are, you are, you are, you are)
I want to be beautiful, too (don't listen to anyone, it'll leave a scar)
I want to be beautiful, too (you are, you are, you are, you are)
I want to be beautiful, too (don't listen to anyone, it'll leave a scar)

I'm sittin' here in the chilly weather just wonderin' why,
of how come I don't wanna die. I'll never lie,
my life really isn't that great, I make mistakes,
when I get nervous I shake, but how do I rate?
A certain number of people don't like me, want to fight me,
but it might be, reality, settin' in, it is, brain fizz, precisely,
they spite me, but how do I forget it? I stick it,
nice and slow, into my brain cavity, it's fillin' with foam,
and I notice from this of the bad that I never relive it.
But lots of people got it worse, those who have to snatch a purse,
to buy a meal, they're cursed, but I don't judge them.
Anytime I'll nudge them, and tell them they dropped their wallet.
I'm out to make other people happy, too, I'm stayin' true,
don't ya dare argue, don't be a fool ... you're beautiful, too.