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The Breeders - Happiness Is A Warm Gun lyrics

Artist: The Breeders

album: Pod


She's well acquainted with the touch of a velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane
Man in the crowd with the multicolored mirrors on his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes, while his hands are busy working overtime
The sole 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 abyss that I've left up town
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Mother Superior, jump the gun
Mother Superior, jump the gun
Mother Superior, jump the gun
Mother Superior, jump the gun
Mother Superior, jump the gun
Mother Superior, jump the gun
Happiness is a warm gun, happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Josephine, do you think you are going bald?
No, you've asked me that before and the answer was no, then

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