If My Mother Thinks I'm Happy
Even though I'm not as gorgeous as I used to be
I still can't get a mortgage and I still don't like the taste of beer
I haven't worked a day in over a year
And I don't like the sound on the news I hear
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though I'm turning into stone
My bones all crook like [-] on the television show
They call life, that's alright
But I can wait for something I like
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though I have a couple friends
I could name you all of them before this sentence ends
No, it's not all about me
But sometimes I wish it would be, yeah
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though the sun is in my eyes
I could say a swear word or tell a little lie
To cover any meaning and run away and hide
But I don't like the feeling of feeling not alive
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though my pants are looking old
You can't ignore the best material
I am not [-], no no
I've got something even better to show
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even when the birthday party bash
Was thrown last year's into the trash
Not everything was built to last
But I wish for something I just couldn't ask
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though you live just down the road
I still go the quickest route back home
And sit alone and act like I
Just didn't know
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
And even though I made it up
I quite like the feeling of being loved
By a civil servant with a paper cup
What's the purpose so just fill it up
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Oh oh, even though you're solid oak
I'd rather something that's bespoke
Just a regular glimmer of hope
And I'll be gone before you could know
I still can't get a mortgage and I still don't like the taste of beer
I haven't worked a day in over a year
And I don't like the sound on the news I hear
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though I'm turning into stone
My bones all crook like [-] on the television show
They call life, that's alright
But I can wait for something I like
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though I have a couple friends
I could name you all of them before this sentence ends
No, it's not all about me
But sometimes I wish it would be, yeah
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though the sun is in my eyes
I could say a swear word or tell a little lie
To cover any meaning and run away and hide
But I don't like the feeling of feeling not alive
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though my pants are looking old
You can't ignore the best material
I am not [-], no no
I've got something even better to show
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even when the birthday party bash
Was thrown last year's into the trash
Not everything was built to last
But I wish for something I just couldn't ask
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Even though you live just down the road
I still go the quickest route back home
And sit alone and act like I
Just didn't know
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
And even though I made it up
I quite like the feeling of being loved
By a civil servant with a paper cup
What's the purpose so just fill it up
If my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Well, if my mother thinks I'm happy
Then I must be happy
Oh oh, even though you're solid oak
I'd rather something that's bespoke
Just a regular glimmer of hope
And I'll be gone before you could know
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Robert Lovell Matthew, Sam Joseph Willmett, Tilly May Harris
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