Happyman

Happyman smiles almost every single day
Too numb to notice that he’s walking in a haze
He’s pushed himself here and doesn’t know what to do
Choked by the clock and he doesn’t know what to do
I say, you say, you say it’s work yeah it’s work all day
Happyman is mad at the world
(Green grasses, picket fences, liquid lunches lost his senses)