Happiness Is A Warm Gun lyrics
Song information
Artist: Tori Amos Album: Strange Little Girls
Lyrics
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 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 Mother superior jump the gun
Happiness is a warm gun (Bang, bang, shoot shoot) Happiness is a warm gun When I hold you in my arms And I feel my finger on your trigger I know nobody can do me no harm Because happiness is a warm gun Yes it is
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"Strange Little Girls" album track list
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