Less Than Jake

Happyman

Happyman smiles almost every single day,
Too numb to notice that he’s walking in a haze,
He’s pushed himself here and doesn’t know what to do.

Choked by the clock and he doesn’t know what to do.

I say, you say, you say it’s work yeah it’s work all day.
Happyman is mad at the world
(green grasses, picket fences, liquid lunches lost his senses)

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