Happy Song - Bill Ryder-Jones

Boy breaks skin

Two people want another win

Before it gets too much

Something good to hold on to

Their tonic for the great white fear

Just another happy song

For people who were happy once

Well here’s another happy song

I made up my mind out there

Now it’s time to come and

Let me in, let me in

Ah this better be it

They say it only hurts at first

But the last one’s so much worse

For people who aren’t good enough

Take pleasure from the very stuff

That makes them feel they’re less than what

The things they think they really should

Well here’s another happy song

Now leave me on my own out here

I’m afraid of myself again, again