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Oh Happy Day

Franco make me laugh
Cos the kids are all asleep
And the drugs begin to sing beneath my skin.
And happiness takes hold
Like a sickness in the soul
It is Summer, it is high time we were gone.

So put the children into care
Boobytrap the bedsit as you leave
Throw the dog into the grand canal
Scrawl your last words on some toilet door
And as you go you will be borne aloft
By ducks and flying dogs
And all the raggy dolls and amputees
Will sing about their loss

I woke up in a shoe today
I woke up with sticky hands and swollen glands
And a blue dick
And all the peelers banging on about
The stain, the stain, the awful stain
The stain upon my soul
And now I’m close enough
To hell to feel the flames beneath the floor
Tell yourself another lie
Get drunk, what a guy

Franco make me laugh
Cos the kids are all asleep
And the drugs begin to sing beneath my skin.
And happiness takes hold
Like a sickness in the soul
It is Summer, it is high time we were gone.

I wish I was great big kiss
I wish I was a brand new pair of pants
I wish I was a fresh tattoo
I wish I was the smell of cheap perfume
But of all the rain that ever fell
Down upon my bones
This time it burrowed in
Beneath my skin and watered down my soul
Happy as a pig in shit, happy as a pig in shit

Franco make me laugh
Cos the kids are all asleep
And the drugs begin to sing beneath my skin.
And happiness takes hold
Like a sickness in the soul
It is Summer, it is high time we were gone.