Текст песни HAPPY HOUR - Live from Red Rocks - Hardy

So I don't know why they call it happy hour
'Cause I've been feeling bad, drinking whiskey but I'm sour
This shit ain't coming back and I'm looking 'round the bar
Talking out mad 'cause they call it happy hour
But everybody in here is sad
I'm so sad

It's sunny and it's 75
What the hell am I doing in here?
Staring at a half-lit neon sign
And I don't even like that beer
It's like nobody wants to be in this place
But nobody wants to go home
Ain't it funny how we're all in here together
But we're all sitting all alone

So I don't know why they call it happy hour
'Cause I've been feeling bad, drinking whiskey but I'm sour
This shit ain't coming back and I'm looking 'round the bar
Talking out mad 'cause they call it happy hour
But everybody in here is sad
So sad

All the drunks drink for cheap, shit, that's what they should call it
All got somewhere to be, but we're all alcoholics
So we numb all the pain while the sun's still in the sky
But damn, what's more depressin' than a fucking hangover at night?

My stupid eyes got me drunk
I got some bills that ain't paid
I got a truck in the shower
Ain't got no smile on my face
Yeah, we might save a few bucks
But that ain't saving our souls
So I don't know, I don't know

So I don't know why they call it happy hour
'Cause I've been feeling bad, drinking whiskey but I'm sour
This shit ain't coming back and I'm looking 'round the bar
Talking out mad 'cause they call it happy hour
But everybody in here is sad
So sad