Stump

You can never, ever make a difference

You will always, always be on the defense

Pride and race, that don't make no sense

When you couldn't put sense in a sentence

(Hap-happy days)

You will condemn in me the things you love the most

Could you ever, ever see a thing right through?

(Hap-happy days)

Or take maybe an individual point of view

And just what did you ever have to say?

When I look at you, I see sweet F.A.

Old happy days are here again

You will condemn in me the things you love the most

You will condemn and boast the things you want the most

(Hap-happy days)

You could never find an answer inside a book

And this can only be true because you would never look

(Hap-happy days)

You can stand on your head and spout rhetoric

But the only problem you have is forensic

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You ignorant twat, you are too proud, you are too loud

And none of it originates from you

You will condemn and boast

You will condemn and boast the things in me you love the most

(Hap-happy days)

(Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

(Hap-happy days)

The things you love the most

Happy days

Happy days

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)

Don't you love me? (Hap-happy days)