Breeders - Happiness Is A Warm Gun Lyrics
Shes not a girl who misses muchShes not a girl who misses muchDo-do-do, oh yeahDo-do-do, oh yeahShes well acquaintedWith the touch of a velvet handShes well acquaintedLike a lizard on a window paneWith the touch of a velvet handLike a lizard on a window paneMan in the crowdWith the multicoloured mirrorsMan in the crowdOn his hobnail bootsWith the multicoloured mirrorsOn his hobnail bootsLying with his eyesWhile his hands are busyLying with his eyesWorking overtimeWhile his hands are busyWorking overtimeThe sole confession of his wifeWhich he ate and donated to theThe sole confession of his wifeNational trustWhich he ate and donated to theNational trustI need a fix cause Im going downDown to the abyss that Ive left up townI need a fix cause Im going downI need a fix cause Im going downDown to the abyss that Ive left up townI need a fix cause Im going downMother superior jumped the gun *6Mother superior jump the gunHappiness is a warm gun *4Mother superior jump the gun(bang, bang, shoot, shoot)Mother superior jump the gunMother superior jump the gunMother superior jump the gunA guy: josephine, do you think you are going bald?Mother superior jump the gunJosephine: no. youve asked me that before and the answer was no then.Happiness is a warm gunHappiness is a warm gunHappiness is a warm gunHappiness is a warm gun(bang, bang, shoot, shoot)Some guy: josephine, do you think you are going bald?Josephine: no. youve asked me that before and the answer was no then.
