The Happiest Guy Around
The bull ant's got the numbers, and Pepe's got the gas
While all the leopards in their camouflage are hiding in the grass
And the armadillo's armoured, the eagle's on the wind
But still they don't go for vendettas, man, they take it on the chin
They don't know no blood feud, no ideology
They know humiliation and grievous injury
But then they do know 'bout that monkey livin' high up in a tree
You even think about his coconuts, he'll kill your family
He's really gotta learn to let things go, like the lion with her pride
She don't begrudge no porcupine, he don't begrudge no lion
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
You know the whole world's fucked, get over it
And everybody's out to get ya
You ain't here for that long anyway, if it makes you feel better, man
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
Because the monkeys love their tit-for-tat
And the wonders never cease
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You know, I banged my head (Get over it)
And at first, it got me down
But who gives a toss about memory loss?
I am the happiest guy around
And I'll be seeing ya
Have a good time playing with your World War 24
Your shit was cute, and you were too, but you ain't funny anymore
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
The wise old owl lived in the oak
The more he heard, the less he spoke
The less he spoke, the more he heard
Why aren't we like that wise old bird?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
The wise old owl lived in the oak
The more he heard, the less he spoke
The less he spoke, the more he heard
Why aren't we like that wise old bird?
While all the leopards in their camouflage are hiding in the grass
And the armadillo's armoured, the eagle's on the wind
But still they don't go for vendettas, man, they take it on the chin
They don't know no blood feud, no ideology
They know humiliation and grievous injury
But then they do know 'bout that monkey livin' high up in a tree
You even think about his coconuts, he'll kill your family
He's really gotta learn to let things go, like the lion with her pride
She don't begrudge no porcupine, he don't begrudge no lion
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
You know the whole world's fucked, get over it
And everybody's out to get ya
You ain't here for that long anyway, if it makes you feel better, man
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
Because the monkeys love their tit-for-tat
And the wonders never cease
(When you ever gonna learn to let things go?)
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You know, I banged my head (Get over it)
And at first, it got me down
But who gives a toss about memory loss?
I am the happiest guy around
And I'll be seeing ya
Have a good time playing with your World War 24
Your shit was cute, and you were too, but you ain't funny anymore
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
The wise old owl lived in the oak
The more he heard, the less he spoke
The less he spoke, the more he heard
Why aren't we like that wise old bird?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
When you ever gonna learn to let things go?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
Will you ever, ever, ever get over it?
The wise old owl lived in the oak
The more he heard, the less he spoke
The less he spoke, the more he heard
Why aren't we like that wise old bird?
Credits
Writer(s): Tropical Fuck Storm
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