We all want to be happy We all want to be free Said the King of Bhutan "Forget the GDP" We need a new measure For where things are at I'm taking back control of the stats The Happiness Index Coming through loud and clear An internal assessment Not a means to compare But the Happiness Index Was posing a threat So they made it a contest Bad luck for Chad Our political leaders Don't like self-regard In case we end up looking too hard The Happiness Index Rises and falls Like the moon and the tide Inside of us all The Happiness Index By royal decree Take a look at ourselves How hard can that be How happy are we In Dublin and New Plymouth They're gathering privately In London, Tehran, New York Saying "War will set us free" While we're hunting in the bushes And we're swinging in the trees ♪ They tell you grass is greener When you're living on the opposite hill And if you don't get in line You'll miss out when others will It's a sad sick situation When strongmen rule the circus The clowns would do a better job Of looking after the workers The Happiness Index Coming through loud and clear An internal assessment Not a means to compare The Happiness Index By royal decree Doesn't have to be complex How happy are we How happy are we And now the Happiness Index Finland's on top Then come the Swedes Chad is the saddest The saddest is Chad