Happy? lyrics
All tracks written by Lydon, Dias, Edmonds, McGeoch & Smith
Published by EMI 10 Music Ltd
© Virgin Records 1987
(information taken
from record sleeve)
SEATTLE
Don't like the look of this
old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
Get out of My World
What in the world
Shoe boxed around the rifle range
Have all your functions rearranged
Your mind and body gagged and bound
On a new familiar playing ground
The ordinary will ignore
Whatever they cannot explain
As if nothing ever happened
And everything remained the same again
What in the world
What in the world
What in the world
Get out of my world
Get out of my world
Get out of my world
Open your mouth now
Secret sirens and knowing looks
these sunny days will cook the books
Happy to take the misery
This mortal life can bring to me
Don't like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
What in the world
What in the world
What in the world
What in, get out, get out
Get out of my world
What in the world
Palaces, barricades, threats meet promises
RULES AND REGULATIONS
You'll wonder should you risk
it
A pocket full of mischief
An idiotic rain dance
Relying on a romance
Another fram beginning
Now's the time for singing a-ha!
Prayer has conceded
Successfully succeeded
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
Howling at the moonshine
Barking up the wrong tree
A sacrificial slaughter
Took you from the altar
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
Have no fear of laughter
Wait for comes after
Excusing no excuses
The hangmen and his nooses
Busy executing
The bloody and blaspheming
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
The Spanish inquisition
no one above suspicion
crying out for reason
might as well be treason
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
Have no fear of laughter
Wait for what comes after
It's you they're looking out for
It's you they're coming after
Innocent not guilty
Not to this committee
THE BODY
When you run about without precautions
You'll get diseased and need abortion
Until now
No vaccination
Can give you back your reputation
We want
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body…
Cathy go home
Without your daughter
In a welfare state
She'll be well looked after
It's easy now
This other person
Is off your back not a burden
We want
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body…
When you run about without precautions
You'll get diseased and need abortion
Until now
No vaccination
Can give you back your reputation
We want
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body
We want your body…
SAVE ME
Where it all began
Born on desert sands
Desperate citizens
Led by scorpions
Now the condition
Religious discipline
Foraging fanaticism
Heaven this mouth of soap
God his private joke
So save me
This camel in the needles eye
Will laugh and let you die
Tear from limb to limb
Take your pound of flesh
Searing chocking dust
Madness full of lust
Tear from limb to limb
Take your pound of flesh
Save me
Save me
Faith in foolish words
Cows now join the herd
A mass of mindless ants
Dead as decadence
Grind this golden crock
And bleat among the flock
Save me
Back
Back to the country
Back to mother earth
Out near Sellafield my nuclear birth
And Save me
Save me
Save me
Save me…
Save me
HARD TIMES
Dead dreams
Dead dreams flying flags
Flapping into the breeze
Wave your coloured rags
Hard times
Were they never any better
Maybe never ever
The slogan will take you like lemmings to the cliff
You'll feel better than ever
And into the abyss
Ha! Ha! Ha ha!
Hard times
Were they never any better
Every crack every crevice will be sanitised
There'll be no more war
There'll be no more choice
And those not behind you
Should go live elsewhere
Spies everywhere
You put the poison in the air
Hard times
Were they never any better
Maybe never ever
The words cry for help
But the music says no
Every sentence a siege of national pride
Hard times
Were they never any better, maybe
And I
I won't answer the call
I don't like khaki
I won't wear your uniform
There'll be no more war
There'll be no more choice
There'll be no more war
There'll be no more choice
Hard times
Were they ever any better
OPEN AND REVOLVING
Now this age of learning
Vocal vocabulary
But it still comes out sounding
Like some silly soliloquy
This attitude of learning
All the books you read
Pretty parrot fashion
But there's nothing in your head
You're winning
Better off removing
This educated stance
And the brilliant observing
When you're young and got the chance
You're winning
There are no easy answers to elongated questions
So try and keep an eye out
And be open to suggestions
Be winning
And now you're understanding
Don't be vegetating
All the doors are open
Open and revolving
Heartaches and the headaches
Open and Revolving
ANGRY
Your savage mind
Has made you deaf dumb blind
Your savage heart is tearing you apart
You, you make me angry
You, you make me angry
You're lost in the crowd
Wearing numbers like a shroud
You are a coward we watch you conform
An what you're wearing
Is just another
Like any other uniform
You are fashionable
Like any other trend
You follow on
Pose
Pretend
You, you are not your own person
You, took a tactical diversion
Why, not try and be yourself
No individual
Self made perfect creation
And all of the clones
That have impressed you
Have turned you up and out and into a court jester
No excuse you are no use
You built your life on somebody else
FAT CHANCE HOTEL
With the fly in my eye
It didn't take long
To realise
The desert sun
Might be good for some
Oh no, but not for I
Fat Chance Hotel
Fat Chance Hotel
I get bored in the brain
Out here
Doing nothing at all
Some useless holiday
This turned out to be
The dinner gave me
The splattery botty
Fat Chance Hotel
Fat Chance Hotel
Burning
All day long
I, I don't belong
Itching in frustration
This is not my ideal vacation
Fat Chance Hotel
Fat Chance Hotel
