Lyrics
I've been long, a long way from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes
And drank till I was thirsty again
We were searching through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo
And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well okay, I made that up
I promised you I'd never give up
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
You get down, real low down
You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train
Who hasn't been there before?
I come 'round, around the hard way
Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
And serve you French toast again
Well okay, I still get stoned
I'm not the kind of girl you'd bring home
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
We've been long, a long away from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes
And been everywhere in between
Well okay, we get along
But what if everything was all wrong?
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
Why the hell are you so sad?
