Happiness Is A Warm Gun

Happiness Is a Warm Gun (幸福是一杆温暖的枪) - The Breeders

Written by：Paul McCartney/John Lennon

She's not a girl who misses much

Do do do oh yeah

She's well acquainted

With the touch of a velvet hand

Like a lizard on a window pane

Man in the crowd

With the multicoloured 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

Happiness is a warm gun