Beatrice Eli — The Happy Ones lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "The Happy Ones" by Beatrice Eli.

Lyrics

You could really do with some better taste
But I won’t sit and judge
I’ve had my share of waste
I could really do with a little less booze
Shit-faced every weekend
Since I gave the news
I know it’s gon' be a rainy summer
But listen that won’t be what we remember
You need therapy
And I need stronger weed
But chin up It’s gonna get better
Misery loves company
Go ahead stick to me We might not be the happy ones
But we sure a funny bunch
Let’s toast to us Toast to us You could really do with some happy pills
Medical prescription
What’s not there to win?
I could really do with a little more cash
Bread 'n' brew
Bread 'n' brew
That’s not gonna last
I know it’s gon' be a rainy summer
But listen that won’t be what we remember
You need therapy
And I need stronger weed
But chin up It’s gonna get better
Misery loves company
Go ahead stick to me We might not be the happy ones
But we sure a funny bunch
Let’s toast to us Toast to us Get your bottles up Get your bottles up and toast to us For the happy ones