away from ourselves... If our music makes you happy or content It has failed If our music entertains, but doesn't inspire It has failed The music's not
the air is growing thin Wake me up each mornin' don't forget to plug me in Have you seen me lately? I'm as happy as a loon Wait until your ship comes
anger An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armor These are the days when I hate the world Hate the rich, hate the happy Hate the complacent
of wall Some kind of psychic wall Some kind of wall Some kind of psychic wall We can get a burn Come on Let's find a way to be happy Not like
life gotta have a yesterday? Why can't I memorize tommorrow and live my life as just a day? A baby's born and you hears moms cryin' Is she cryin' cause that she's happy
conscience tells you nothing's free (pre-chorus) (chorus) (ending tag) You're popular, so popular Does it make you happy? You're popular, so popular But does it make you happy, so happy
] hate. As the train pulls into the station I can see Peggy waiting there for me But I can tell there's something wrong She's not the happy girl she
sleepin or am I awake What makes you think you can treat me this way I have waited for you all of my life Finally your here for me You'll see Your not
soul? I'm a smooth, yella, complexion Vanilla High low, Afro, intelligent fella You look worried, does something trouble ya? We can take a ride in my heavy D M W But let's wait
effective that way We don't live We just scratch on day to day With nothing but matchbooks And sarcasm in our pockets And all we are waiting for Is for something worth waiting
MARY CAN THIS BE? YOU AND ME? SCARED OF EACH OTHER. WHY DO I TREMBLE? THE FIRST TIME'S NOT A CRIME. SO LET'S NOT WAIT. IT'S OUR FATE. MAKE ME YOUR LOVER
Hide with me IVY: Chasing you is such a game of hide and seek JASON: Lie with me Lie with me {INSTRUMENTAL BREAK} IVY: And I keep on waiting... JASON: Waiting
of the burden. After Drake beats a hasty exit, Ida sings affectionately about 'THE JOY OF MOTHERHOOD' with a neighboring hen, Maureen. They exchange observations on the anguish and happiness
office. Lois: The Brady Bunch has got their Mike and pretty Laura Petrie has Dicky Van Dyke. But who around here could fill those loafers? Chorus: But hereas a happy
see the symptoms in those eyes I feel so happy, and proud of you inside... So we both made our discoveries JANE Yes! PROFESSOR PORTER Though, I'll keep mine to myself JANE I?m not
, Now that a man chose you, Your life begins today. Make him a happy home, Waste not his hard-earned wage, And so he does not roam, Strive not to look