Happiness is a warm gun Lyrics by Breeders, The

Happiness is a warm gun Lyrics

    She's not a girl who misses much
    She's not a girl who misses much
    Do-do-do, oh yeah
    Do-do-do, oh yeah
    She's well acquainted

    With the touch of a velvet hand
    She's well acquainted
    Like a lizard on a window pane
    With the touch of a velvet hand

    Like a lizard on a window pane
    Man in the crowd

    With the multicoloured mirrors
    Man in the crowd
    On his hobnail boots
    With the multicoloured mirrors

    On his hobnail boots
    Lying with his eyes

    While his hands are busy
    Lying with his eyes
    Working overtime
    While his hands are busy

    Working overtime
    The sole confession of his wife

    Which he ate and donated to the
    The sole confession of his wife
    National Trust
    Which he ate and donated to the

    National trust
    I need a fix cause I'm going down

    Down to the abyss that I've left up town
    I need a fix cause i'm going down
    I need a fix cause I'm going down
    Down to the abyss that i've left up town

    I need a fix cause i'm going down
    Mother Superior jumped the gun *6


    Mother superior jump the gun
    Happiness is a warm gun *4
    Mother superior jump the gun
    (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
    Mother superior jump the gun

    Mother superior jump the gun

    Mother superior jump the gun
    A guy: Josephine, do you think you are going bald?
    Mother superior jump the gun
    Josephine: No. You've asked me that before and the answer was no then.



    Happiness is a warm gun
    Happiness is a warm gun
    Happiness is a warm gun
    Happiness is a warm gun
    (bang, bang, shoot, shoot)


    Some guy: josephine, do you think you are going bald?
    Josephine: no. you've asked me that before and the answer was no then.

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