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U2 - Happiness is a Warm Gun lyrics

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Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

She's not a girl who misses much

Du du du du, oh yeah

She's not a girl who misses much

Du du du du, oh yeah

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 is a warm gun

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 multicolored mirrors on his hobnail boots

Lying with his eyes wide open

And the hands busy working overtime

A soap impression of his wife which he ate

And donated to the national trust

Hey, I need a fix 'cause I'm going down

Happiness is a, a warm gun

Happiness is a, a warm gun

Happiness is a, a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down

To the bits that I left uptown

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down, uptown

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down, uptown

Happiness is a, a warm gun

Happiness is a, a warm gun

Happiness is a, a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

Happiness is a warm gun

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