Happy Days

Happy Days

My dreams are there, I run to grab them
I won't die on set like Brandon Lee
My heart never burns, like jeans

I run away from fake smiles like Kill Bill
I want a picnic, screw Just Eat
Timberlake or Bieber, as long as it's Justin
Don't look at me like that, I'm a rich bitch
I crash your party like a damn blitz, hey!
Yeah, give me five, 'cause the world is beautiful
I don't understand if it's a toll booth or a drive-thru
Kisses, bye, with your gang? Never
It's better if you stay away from me, you and your bad vibes
My brothers smoke like it's a sport
We don't see you because there's too much smog
Look, we don't hate you, we're peace and love
The flow overwhelmed you, baby, like John
We pull hard, we believe we're at San Siro
Gas, sleepy and claim the condo
If the guards come, we play hide and seek
Are you ready to take them? Choose 'classic' or 'alternative'
Uh! I have eyes on me like Monna Lisa
My mom knows your mother, you're not my cousin
The shelter says it's coming and it doesn't
In my neighborhood, your summer hit doesn't work

I don't go to sleep before three
Then I wake up and wonder where the sun is
And I don't come to your party, no, it's not great
They won't let me in, I have the nerdy girl
Uuuuh, happy day!

Uuuuh, happy days
Uuuuh, happy day!

Uuuuh, happy days

Triple your paycheck but no photos
Me with your gang, nah, I don't mess around
Don't distract me, I'm staring into space
Get off at the next stop? No, the one after
More sauce, more sauce, more sauce, eh
I have my friend on the handlebars, eh
He's locked at home, case closed, eh
In this photo, you're an intruder, eh
Hello beautiful!
I know you, you smoke cinnamon
Send it, send it, send it to Mandela
Five in conduct and I burn the report card
Hmmm, happy day!
I only commune with my own

I'm sorry, I don't reply, you're on display
Hold the wheel for me, I shoot at these fakes

Never let your butts be heard, no
Never change, never, for two feedbacks, no
I send you home then you become sad, eh-oh
You send me home only pizzas, eh-oh
The album comes out in days and I haven't written a d-
You only break when you don't give a f-
Okay, I have to admit, you annoy me
Like someone applauding at the landing

I don't go to sleep before three
Then I wake up and wonder where the sun is
And I don't come to your party, no, it's not great
They won't let me in, I have the nerdy girl
Uuuuh, happy day!
Uuuuh, happy days
Uuuuh, happy day!
Uuuuh, happy days

Uhh-huh-huh!
More, more, more, more!
Yes!