We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind
So I turned around and forty thousand headmen bit the dirt
Firing twenty shotguns each and man, it really hurt
But luckily for me they had to stop and then reload
And by the time they’d done that I was heading down the road
I said, shotgun!
Shoot 'em 'fore they run now
Do the jerk, baby
Do the dirty now
Hey!
Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who’s the only one
Hey little sister who’s your superman
Hey little sister who’s the one you want
Hey little sister shot gun!
It’s a nice day to start again
It’s a nice day for a white wedding
There was a little man and he had a little gun
And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know no one can do me no harm
And happiness is being alone every now and then.
And happiness is coming home again.
Happiness is morning and evening,
Daytime and nighttime too.
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That’s loved by you.
Is everybody happy? Well are you happy?
We’re having a party-and everyone’s welcome-
And if you’ve got no friends-I’m sure we’ll invent some
It’s things and then it’s places
Not people and their faces
It’s things and then it’s places
Not people and their faces. And are you happy?
“Is everybody happy?” cried the Sergeant, looking up.
Our hero feebly answered “yes,” and then they stood him up.
He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.
“Is everybody happy?”
You bet your life we are!
When I say I love you you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I need you you say you better
You better you better you bet
‘Cause all you women is low down gamblers,
Cheatin’ like I don’t know how,
But baby, baby, there’s fever in the funk house now.
This low down bitchin’ got my poor feet a itchin’,
Don’t you know you know the duece is still wild.
The pleasure is to play
Makes no difference what you say
I don’t share your greed
The only card I need is the Ace of Spades
The Ace of Spades
And they think it will make their lives easier
For God knows up till now it’s been hard
But the game never ends when your whole world depends
On the turn of a friendly card
Games people play, you take it or leave it
Things that they say just don’t make it right
If I’m tellin’ you the truth right now, do you believe it
Games people play in the middle of the night
[hey, wait a minute…]
Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
I did a thing last night
You know those future games
I turned off all the lights
Oh, the future came
You were by my side
Will you explain-oh yeah
Real rhyme or reason for those future games
I thought by now I’d walk the moon
And ride a car without no tires
And have a robot run the vacuum
And date a girl made out of wires
I thought by now we’d live in space
And eat a pill instead of dinner
And wear a gas mask on our face
A President of female gender
I propose the Women Wear The Pants In The Family Act
This program is quite ambitious
There’ll be handsome secretaries for every lady’s lap
While hubby stays home washing dishes
You can tell by the way
She walks that she’s my girl
You can tell by the way she talks she rules the world
You can see in her eyes that no one is her Chief
She’s my girl my Super Girl