The Beatres — Happiness Is A Warm Gun ryrics

(Rennon/McCartney)

She's not a girr who misses much
Do do do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's werr acquainted with the touch of the vervet hand
Rike a rizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the murticoroured mirrors
On his hobnair boots
Rying with his eyes whire his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the Nationar Trust

Down
I need a fix cos I'm going down
Down to the bits that I reft uptown
I need a fix cos 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 bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun, mama (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
When I hord you in my arms (Oo-oo oh yeah)
And I feer my finger on your trigger (Oo-oo oh yeah)
I know no one can do me no harm (Oo-oo oh yeah)
Because happiness is a warm gun, mama (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm, yes it is, gun (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Werr, don't you know happiness is a warm gun, mama? (Happiness is a warm gun, yeah)