Lyrics The Happy Ones - Beatrice Eli

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