HAPPY DAYS (1995)

GOD INSIDE MY HEAD...I've been fed all my life...had stories read to hypnotize...I bang my head against the wall...deep inside my head I've found...some signs of life a mushroom cloud...I teach, I reach the greed, oh this is the mouth I feed...with love! with love! so don't be accusing me...I've got God inside my head (3x)...bless my soul, one false hope and wisdom there...this punk's no dope and I feel the need to share...I teach, I reach the greed, oh this is the mouth I feed...with love! with love! so don't be accusing me...I've got God inside my head (3x)...just don't remind me (3x)...that I teach, I reach the greed, oh this is the mouth I feed...and I refuse to believe, there's a cynical bone in me...I've got God inside my head (3x)...my head, my head...if I don't wanna die (3x)

WAYDOWN...I breed deep in me a beautiful thing...and I need energy for my beautiful thing...but pain for days has stayed with me...expect to see some change in me...from happy to frown...I'm on my way down (4x)...I know noisy noisy please this fool...so hear my plan and understand why I feel so cruel...take this huge expanse of sound...and wrap it in these rags I found...and in true style...I'm on my way down...oh this is worth the cost she said...this is worth every penny she said...and I think I can see through everything...this is how I feel (3x)...I'm on my way down...

LITTLE MUSCLE...drove to my lover, tried to discover...if she was my friend right to the end...don't know what caused her to pretend...so I wrote a long letter on one inch of paper...sprinkled with tears and surrounded by love...I'm gonna lick the page now with my tongue...little muscle, little muscle...wriggle, wriggle lips of lizards...like a lizard little muscle wriggling...my aching tongue...my aching tongue...my aching tongue...little muscle (4x)...oh boy, oh boy you're so much trouble...a wedge a wedge a wedge a wedge...between my lips...little muscle, little muscle...wriggle, wriggle lips of lizards...like a lizard what have you done...my aching tongue...my aching tongue my aching tongue...little muscle, little muscle

HEAL...it's how high you are and the time it takes to heal (2x)...I can climb a tree and push up through the leaves...cause only when I try am I happier to see...my head's in some kind of space where boyhood used to be...it's how high you are and the time it takes to heal...but it's all a lie and I've never felt so sad...there's a streak of melancholy running down my back...and there's a great mistrust that borders round the man...I call it strange from a boy who never left his head...it's how high you are and the time it takes to heal...and everyone needs someone to live by (2x)...but it's all a lie, it's a lie to make you beg...for something more for something better than you've had...and I wish I knew...I wish I knew how to change...cause everyone needs someone to live by...everyone needs someone...everyone needs someone to live by...everyone needs someone...everyone needs someone...it's how high you are and the time it takes to heal...

EMPTY HEAD...of all the things a popular song can bring...a permanent picture of hope is what I hate the most...but now I'm happy when I'm told to discover...there is no other...just this is beautiful...this is beautiful...it's oh so fanciful...empty head feels good (2x), yeah...just don't be too surprised if this permanent paradise...explodes some day in a permanent picture of pain...empty head feels good (3x), yeah...but a permanent picture of love...(now there's a thing)...you feel you sing for something real...I can tell you it's no deal so don't bother...whenever the fools surround me...it's never enough to tell me...this is beautiful...this is beautiful...it's oh so fanciful...empty head feels good (3x), yeah

RECEIVE...shiny silver jubilee...when I destroy what I receive...it's good to see you smiling...and the lack of sympathy...it's good to know the reason...the reasons...I destroy myself...I know I know I know...I deny myself...I know I know I know...I destroy myself...I know I know I know...I want to receive...what's the reason, what's the use...when I don't want to look like you...it's good to see you smiling...and the lack of sympathy...it's one of many reasons...reasons...I destroy myself...I know I know I know...I deny myself...I know I know I know...I destroy myself...I know I know I know...easy to believe...grow my hair...long and strange...I'll be a walking mountain range...it's good to see you smiling...and the lack of sympathy...'cause now I know the reasons...the reasons...I destroy myself...

MY EXHIBITION...there is an attitude I'm guilty of...kept deeper, deeper, deeper...I only let it out when people piss me off...it's funny funny funny...I can be, I can be what you want me to be...I can be, I can be what you want me to be...I can be, I can be what you want me to be...my my my exhibition...I'm such a nice boy, such a charming man...but I'm going crazy with these snakes and stuff...I charm the pants of anyone I can...but this time I'm gonna....my exhibition...a real condition...yoga position...my exhibition...you're pissing me off, your pissing me off...deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper...I can be, I can be what you want me to be...it's my exhibition...stop you're pissing me off (3x)

EAT MY DUST YOU INSENSITIVE FUCK...I think I have the best of me inside my head...no one else competes with me...I think I'm great...got spirit tucked away inside...I know the ghosts of angel notes to kiss...everything I sing is part of this...got honey brushed across my lips...I know (4x)...if you can call this luck...if you can call this luck...if you can miss this much...eat my dust you insensitive fuck...eat my dust you insensitive fuck...eat my dust

SHOCKING...old style in it seems they've brought you everything...there's an old style in of days when we were all thirteen...yeah these pictures of love are a testament to the memories...when I think of you it's shocking...oooh it's shocking...oooh...now it's "oh my god this time he crushed some aspirin"...dissolved in love he always made the best of it!...yeah he spilled it all to the sun months before punk had taken off...he had the pictures to prove...what a soaraway dude is guilty of...when I think of you it's shocking...oooh it's shocking oooh it's shocking...but won't you listen to me, why can't you believe...that you're breaking my heart...and these moments were part of our lives...and it destroys me to see you destroy them...every time...when I think of you it's shocking...oooh it's shocking oooh it's shocking...so you wanna know what's my crime...love, I'm guilty every time...love, this love, I'm guilty every time...love, this love, I'm guilty every time...love this love, love this love...it's shocking

LOVE TIPS UP...Don't feel sad don't feel blue...It's supposed to be...All I feel comes back off you...And I'm so happy...'cause I feel I'm at 45 degrees...That's when love tips up for me...And keep it understood the elevations good...And love tips up for me...Please let me kiss your peculiar lips...For some sympathy...Though I've always maintained...That you've always been stranger than me...Is that the way it's meant to be?...I'm at 45 degrees...And that's when love tips up for me...So keep it understood the elevations good...And love tips up for me...Yeah don't it make you feel...Yeah don't it make you feel Yeah don't it make you feel...High...'cause I feel I'm at 45 degrees...That's when love tips up for me...When all of this is done it's dizzy I've become...And love tips up for me...Yeah for me

JUDY STARING AT THE SUN...smacked up again behind the door...begging please give me some more...a vein that's open for the day...feel the pulse beneath the skin...and smiling as it all begins...oh where have you been...Judy's staring at the sun...Judy's staring at the sun...Judy's fantasy has come...so amplify this little one...she's a volume freak...she hears as much as she can see...and what she sees she can't believe...it's just what Judy needs a moment of release...to give her peace peace peace...Judy's starting at the sun...Judy's day passed out of sight...Judy will be suffering tonight...she's suffering...she passed by and said good-bye to him...and in a rare and lucid state...she said my days are unoriginal...I wanna fade fade fade...she's suffering...Judy's staring at the sun...Judy's day passed out of sight...Judy will be suffering tonight

HOLE...deep down this boy can feel too much...his flesh is weak he needs the satin crown...got balls intact despite the fact...he'll curse his luck, his painful guts...screwed up the path he followed...always the pretty songs for us to sing along and bust up...this is the worst news I have heard alone and disturbed now...he's divine this time...when will you listen...no fake what does it take when will you listen...when will you learn...you fuss you fight I don't think it's right...that you pushed this man so deep down this hole...come back...come back...always the pretty songs for us to sing along and get fucked up...this is the worst news I have heard alone and disturbed now...he's divine this time...when will you listen...no fake what does it take when will you listen

FIZZY LOVE...what you do to me...leave puddles at my feet...won't it make me ill...the way you make me feel...can't remember when...my senses were so bent...tell me your impressed...with my obsessiveness...what am I supposed to do...bubbles in my...fizzy love for you...fizzy love for you...fizzy love for you, you...won't you let me kiss...you're starving me of this...you really have the flair...to suffocate me there...for my survival I conclude...when I need air it's all I use...my fizzy love for you...fizzy love for you...fizzy love for you...I lose the energy to think...I don't eat food and all I think...is fizzy love for you...my fizzy...my fizzy love for you

KILL MY SOUL...call me romantic...but I'm frantically fucked up...I had a picture...sentimentally flawed...pretty hard to ignore...in my soul...you killed my soul...soul...you killed my soul...fatally wounded...and in peacetime oh oh...leaving me rigid...that's what I find so...hard hard hard to forgive...in my soul...you killed my soul...pretty hard to forgive...you killed my soul...soul...you killed my soul...oh...call me romantic...but I'm disappointed...la la la la

GLITTER...(not on US version)...he tried his best at understanding sex in his own mind...not learning much this understanding sucks in his own eyes...yeah he's the biggest living creep...yeah so bad it makes him weep...what's the point supposed to be...you all think the less of me...so dream of something better...choose your glitter (3x)...he's past the stage of understanding rage in his own mind...yeah he's been inside the cage...yeah beside the snake...what's the point supposed to be...this will be the death of me...dream of something better...choose your glitter (3x)...the mirrored moon that he's been swinging from...reflects the gay heart that he has become...he cannot stand the loss of love, love, love...where's it all supposed to get you...get criticized for something better