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Hey, put on a happy face
Then everything's okay
Put on a happy face
Flip the switch, flip the stove
World gone mad, let's start the show
Get your kicks and let's go
If you're sad, don't let it show
Say I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy today
I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy today
They say put on a happy face
'Cause we're tick-tock, tick-tock
Ticking like a timebomb
Hey, put on a happy face
Then everything's okay
Put on a happy face
Hey, put on a happy face
Then everything's okay
Put on a happy face
Say you're good, say you're fine
Tell 'em everything's alright
Hollywood on your timeline
Telling you what to wear
And what to like and how to be
Say I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy today
I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy today
They say put on a happy face
'Cause we're tick-tock, tick-tock
Ticking like a timebomb
Hey, put on a happy face
Then everything's okay
Put on a happy face
Hey, put on a happy face
Then everything's okay
Put on a happy face
Death of my generation
(Death of my generation)
Ah-ah-ah
Death of my generation
(Death of my generation)
Hey, put on a happy face
Then everything's okay
Put on a happy face
Hey, put on a happy face
Then everything's okay
Put on a happy face
Little Debbies from the corner store, caught bruises at Hillside
Drinking that fruit punch on a Saturday
Brandon dancing on the front porch, his big brother was George
He'd always borrow my tapes and lose them thangs
Goin' down to the community center, rock, paper, scissors
'Cause you know the winner would be the first to play Nintendo 64
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime on the South Side, it's just fine
In Panther city, in Panther city, yeah
All the crackheads and prostitutes on Rosedale
My father said, "Go straight home," or I'd catch hell
"Don't walk around them streets at night"
There was a girl, she lived on Pinky Street, her name was Jaime
I used to drive by her house every day, that was my first taste of love
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime on the South Side, it's just fine
In Panther city, in Panther city, yeah
The other night, I rolled down Canning to remind myself and feel something
To remind myself and feel something
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime on the South Side (the summertime, it's alright)
In the summertime, sometimes I go back there in my mind
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Whoa-oh, sometimes I just wanna feel, yeah
Look into my lens
Give me all you got
Work it for me, baby
Let me take my best shot
Meet the pretty boys
A line of bicycles for hire
Objects of desire
Working for the squire
You can look, but you'd better not touch
Cause here come the pretty boys
They're gonna set your world on fire
Objects of desire
Preaching to the choir
They can talk, but they never say much
Strike another pose
Try to feel the light
Hey, the camera loves you
Don't put up a fight
There go the pretty boys
A row of cottages for rent
For your main event
They're what the angels sent
You can look, but you'd better not touch
Look into my lens
Try to feel the light
Hey, the camera loves you
It's gonna be alright
Oh, here come the pretty boys
A line of bicycles for hire
Objects of desire
When they're working for the squire
You can look, but you'd better not touch
The pretty boys (you'd better not touch)
The pretty boys (but you'd better not touch)
The pretty boys
Well a friend with weed is a damn good friend of mine
I said a friend with weed is a damn good friend of mine
'Cause I love my weed and smoke it all the time
If you don't like smokin' that's quite all right with me
If you don't like smokin' that's quite all right with me
'Cause if you ain't smokin' then there's just more bud for me
Sailing through the haze
This life is but a phase
Riding through the smoke
This life is just a joke
If I spend my morning with a jibber I'm doing fine
If I can spend my morning with a jibber then I'm doing fine
If I start with two then my whole world's realigned
Well a friend with weed is a damn good friend of mine
(Well a friend with weed is a damn good friend of mine)
Said a friend with weed is a damn good friend of mine
(Well a friend with weed is a damn good friend of mine)
'Cause I love my weed and smoke it all the time
('Cause I love my weed and smoke it all the time) mmm, hmm
More bud for me
Swaying side to side
Jaws are open wide
Hid under my hat
Just to wind you up
Just to piss you off
Floating on their backs
You're falling on your ass
Falling through the glass
Everybody's laughing
Bodies laughing
They snort and then they hoot
They're lapping up the soup
Slipping in the mud
You're falling on your ass
You're falling through the glass
And everybody's laughing
Bodies laughing
'Cause we can't control it, we can't control it
We can't control it anymore
We can't control it, we can't control it
We can't control it anymore
Control it anymore
Dogs a-barking
Cymbals crashing
Tongues are lashing
Slow convulsions
And everybody's laughing
Bodies laughing
'Cause we can't control it, we can't control it
We can't control it anymore
We can't control it, we can't control it
We can't control it anymore
Control it anymore
You're falling on your ass
Falling through the glass
And everybody's laughing (beautiful children)
Bodies laughing (beautiful children)
Chain reaction (beautiful children)
Happy slapping (beautiful children)
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah (beautiful children)
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah (beautiful children)
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah (beautiful children)
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah (beautiful children)
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah