Happiness

she's not a girl who misses much
do do do do do do, oh yeah
she's well acquainted with
the touch of the velvet hand
like a lizard on a window pane

the man in the crowd
with the multicoloured mirrors
on his hobnail boots
lying with his eyes
while his hands are busy
working overtime
a 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 left uptown
i need a fix cause i'm going down
mother superior jump the gun
mother superior jump the gun
mother superior jump the gun