Mummy versus daddy in the marital arena But they still love you ‘Cause you’re their kid And everything you ever did
Just made them proud, you told her, You told her when you seen her On the high street With a stereo, Typical teen from head to toe.
He talks too loud, it’s not to, It’s not too late to Open up a porn mag With a different picture Wait until she wants to get you.
Never will and this life, And this life is now broken And you would do any- Thing for kicks ‘cause Death is nasty, life’s a dick.
Now I’m glad I know That this can only get much worse but…
You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy.
Walk up that hill on your own, On your own like a Pilot with no plane to fly, But you don’t cry ‘bout Who or why the kid inside you
Buggered off, I wonder, I wonder who the Guy that’s standing Here would be right now because love Isn’t what they said it was
So shrug it off and all they, And all they say is “Baby this” and “Baby that”, But you don’t mind, you’ve Realised you don’t have the time
To care for things that matter, That matter, you’re un- Lucky like an Old blind gynecologist who Spends his evenings sad or pissed (he stares at things).
Now I’m glad I know That this can only get much worse but…
You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy.
Forwarding your circumstances Up and down the country, But they still love you ‘cause They have to and If they didn’t, they leave you
For someone else and that’s it, And that’s it please don’t Touch me, drain it Out of you and use it up and Every door has now been shut.
You’re on the shelf so call me, So call me, tell me Right now what I’m ’sposed to do ‘cause I don’t know and you don’t know so Lets just go to
Russia now, you’re looking, You’re looking in a Window at the top of town It’s fill of clothes will Mr. Loud pay for your robes.
Now I’m glad I know That this can only get much worse but…
You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy.
You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy, You just wanna get happy.
This can only, This can only, This can only get much worse.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
