shes not a girl who misses much
she´s well aquainted with the touch of the velvet hand like a lizzard on the window pane
a man in the crowd with the multi coloured mirrors on his hot mail boots
flying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime
a soul confession of his wife which he ate and donated to the national trust

I need a fix cause I´m going down
down to the bit that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I´m going down

mother superiour jump the gun
mother superiour jump the gun
mother superiour jump the gun
mother superiour jump the gun

happiness is a warm gun
bang bang shoot shoot
happinnes is a warm gun
bang bang shoot shoot

when I hold you in my arms
and I feel my finger on your trigger
I know no body can do me no harm, because

happiness is a warm gun
bang bang shoot shoot
happiness is a warm gun
bang bang shot shot

happiness is a warm, yes it is
guuuuuuuun
bang bang shoot shoot

well dont you know that
happiness is a warm gun, mama

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January 2010