Happiness Is a Warm Gun
(John Lennon, Paul McCartney)о песне | текст | аккорды
She's not a girl who misses much Do-do-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 soap impression of his wife Which he ate and donated to the National Trust I need a fix cause I'm going down Down to the bits that I've left up town I need a fix cause I'm going down Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun Mother Superior jumped the gun ... Happiness is a warm gun (bang bang shoot shoot) Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (bang bang shoot shoot) When I hold you in my arms (oh yes) When I feel my finger on your trigger (oh yes) I know nobody can do me no harm Because happiness is a warm gun, momma Happiness is a warm gun - Yes it is. Happiness is a warm, yes it is... Gun! Well don't ya know that happiness is a warm gun, momma? (yeah)